As the clock ticks down to my first day of school (less than 48 hours,) we're navigating GQ's first bout with sickness.
After a long night of fighting a fever and an early morning waking up to a runny nose and a cough, the doctor gave us the diagnosis. Our poor little human contracted RSV (*respiratory syncytial virus) over the weekend and it's absolutely heartbreaking to feel this helpless. The good news is that he's an exclusively breastfed baby, therefore shortening the duration he'll have to deal with this nasty virus. ** Breastfeeding for the win. Even better news is that I only have one lab class this week and will only have to be apart from him for 3 hours. I'm saddened just thinking about it, but I know we'll both survive. It could always be worse, he could have the flu.
I'd like to share a tidbit of advice though...Lysol and coffee don't mix. (You're welcome.) Immediately upon returning home from the pediatricians, I covered every surface in our house w/a layer of disinfectant. The dogs look pissed, but I'm confident I've killed any remnant of "daddy's" funk. Keeping our little human hydrated and as comfy as possible is all I'm focused on today. Lots of snuggles and naps, doctor's orders.
Sweet dreams and healing vibes...
Aww! Poor baby and poor mama! Kisses and snuggles from Auntie K! Feel better soon little man!
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