so sad

man, nothing can make you feel worse than when you have a sick child.  i remember way back when - i would be snuggled up to my mother, battling a headache or a fever, likely moaning, and she would whisper to me, "if i could, i would be sick so you wouldn't have to."  at those moments, i always thought she was nuts, but now i understand.  i wish i could take away jackie's fever and have it myself.  

he started out the day pretty pathetic.  sleeping in until 11:30, i decided to check on him.  when i walked in his room, he was awake but just laying there.  (he usually greets me, standing up, sometimes clapping as i turn the corner to his room.)  i picked him up and could tell he was feverish with the warmth of his cheek to mine.  changing his diaper was torture, the bath that followed wasn't much better, breakfast was practically non-existent, and within 45 minutes, he was sleeping again.  

jackie woke from his nap around 3, i took his temperature again, and it was down to 98.9 from 101.7.  he played briefly but got fussy within the hour.  he had some toast with a side of tylenol and a sippy of water and back down for a snooze.  100.3 was the temp. recorded.

he woke around 6:30 still looking rather glassy-eyed.  he sat in my lap for 15 minutes, munching on ritz crackers while i read a new easter book from grandma d.  i got a few laughs out of him when i got to the "tickle bug" part of the book.  (good pick, grandma!)  he ate 5 bites of his mac-n-cheese, had another dose of tylenol and was sleep before 8:30.  his temp. was up to 100.7 when i put him down.  i usually check on him [once] before i go to sleep, but this evening, i've probably checked on him every 40 minutes!  

i pray a good night's rest brings him peace and relief from mean ol' mr. fever!  i know how much i hate having a fever, and i can only imagine how much of a struggle it is for him.  :(  dada would make it all better, i'm sure.