Jayden has been running a mild fever since yesterday night.
I have been taking care of Jayden alone for the past week while Dylan is away at reservist. This is the 1st time I'm handling a baby all by myself and it sure isn't easy. Driving to-and-fro from my MIL's place, feeding him myself, attending to his cries at night. It's indeed a challenge.
Jayden was fine and sleeping well since Monday, going to bed almost about the same timing. But on Thurs evening, we noticed that he felt warmer than before but we reckoned it was due to the humidity. Drove him home as usual and quickly slap on a cool pad to bring his temperature down. It was hovering around 37.1 - 37.4. The night was not over... ...
At midnight, Jayden was tossing and turning in bed. I felt his forehead and nearly got a shock! Measured his temperature several times with each take at 36.9 - 37.3. Stupid thermometer can't even measure properly!
The ultimatum came when Jayden woke up at 4am groaning, although still sleeping. Took his temperature this time and it was 37.6!!!!
HOW NOW?! I kept pacing up and down his room, thinking if I should just rush down to A&E but worried at the same time that I can't handle him alone in the car.
Motherhood is indeed amazing when it channels your anxiety to energy which keeps you up ALL NIGHT to monitor your little one and making sure the fever is kept at bay. Of course, at mid-day, I'm already drained out by now. :(
Despite feeling lerthagic, I'm glad that the sponging somehow brought the temperature down a little.
All I need to do now is cross my fingers and hope that it gets better tonight before Dylan books out tomorrow.
I am keeping both fingers and toes crossed!