When it comes to my kids, the worst feeling I hate feeling is helplessness. When you can see they are in pain and having discomfort, and after the meds have been given and sort of started working, you can still see they are in pain – and there is nothing you can do about it.
For me, this feeling started at around 01H30.
Gremlin woke up moaning and calling for me. When I felt his skin, he was hot. Not warm. Hot as hell. Checked his temperature and the thermometer read 38.3. Ouch. Not good.
I gave him some Calpol to lower the fever and he wanted some milk afterwards. A few minutes after the milk was gone, everything came right back up. Vomit everywhere. On him. In the cot. On the floor. And crying. Lots of crying.
Waking hubby up, we worked together; I cleaned Gremlin up and Byren cleaned up the mess in the bed. We decided to switch sleeping positions, I put Gremlin in bed with me to keep a closer eye on him, and Byren slept by Monster.
At least one good thing happened, the fever dropped to 37.4. Not good enough but better.
I hardly slept. The moment I felt like I was falling asleep, I jerked myself awake and checked if Gremlin was okay. The one thing about becoming a parent is the paranoia that sets in. I’m sure it’s something that never truly goes away.
At around 06H00, Gremlin was awake again, chatting to Byren and Monster. Even smiled a little. I’m sure he was feeling a little better.
Then came to over-explosive diarrhea. It was everywhere. His legs. His back. The bed. My legs. My chest. My arms. It was at this point I realized how grateful I am for having a good gag reflex.
He has been having a runny tummy for a few days now, but I know he has been miserable about his teething so I didn’t think anything more of it. Just made sure he stayed hydrated.
But the worry set in in full force. Vomit. Diarrhea. Fever. All this from teething??
Monster was an easy teether, none of this kind of stuff. This is all pretty new to me. I’ve heard of this but never experienced it.
So this is all very new to me. And very overwhelming. It hurts knowing that I can’t help him or help him be more comfortable.
I wish the teething stage away already 😦