The poor little guy is still running a fever, around 100, but still a fever, 6 days of a fever is a long time. Luckily no more vomit since Wednesday. However, he hardly has a voice , so everything sounds like a super high pitched annoying whine and he gets easily exhausted. We went on a walk today and a played for a few minutes at the park and he could barely keep his eyes open coming home.
To add to our misery, Owen's been waking up 5-8 times a night for over a week now (every night)! Granted, it is getting me back into fighting shape for the newborn days, but I'm exhausted, fighting getting sick (I have mild cold symptoms but no stomach flu signs) and need sleep. Finally last night at 2am, after getting up at 9:45p, 11pm, and 1am, I just climbed into bed with him, knowing at least we'd get some sleep. It worked, all both slept soundly until 5am when I snuck out. Three solid hours! Yippee! It's better than just falling asleep and being jolted up every 60 to 90 minutes.
I hope next week is better. We haven't seen any friends or really any live humans since Monday morning, and although I shower daily, I'm living in pj's and workout clothes since I've had to change a million times a day, my hair is a frizzy disaster, and my face hasn't seen so much as chap stick in the last 6 days. PRETTY!
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