On Tuesday night we put Jacob down for the night, anticipating a night of uninterrupted, or nearly so, sleep. But about 30 minutes later Jacob woke up crying. For those of you not acquainted with our sweet little boy's nighttimes, they
do not include crying before 2:00 am, and usually not before 7:00 am. We calmed him back down, but it happened again. The third time it happened I decided to take that boy's temperature. It was 102.0, the second try was 102.3. So, now that my heart was beating in my ears, we called the doctor and they said that considering his age it could be:
a. nothing serious
b. something serious
They told us to go to the children's hospital here in Atlanta to have him seen to. I now had jungle drums and a high pitched humming sound in my brain as we were getting him ready to go to the hospital. So much so that, while fastening his onesie, I only "found" one snap. I looked at it and thought, "where did the other two snaps go?!? They must have fallen off in the washer!?! And left
no trace on the fabric?!? Pant, pant, pant." I thrust Jacob at Matt and told him to get a new onesie because the snaps weren't on that one. I busied myself with the diaper bag while Matt quietly (he knew better than to rub my nose in it now) unsnapped the mismatched snap and realigned the snaps to find three fully functioning snaps on both sides of the onesie. A miracle!
The hospital made us feel so grateful that Jacob is a healthy boy. I had no idea that things like baby blood pressure cuffs and baby hospital gowns (make sure to tie it down the back) existed. And while it was funny to see all of that in miniature, it really brought home how hard it would be to have a sick child. It made us realize what Hailee, our cousins' daughter who has strugged with Leukemia, and her family deal with all of the time.
It also made us grateful to have a children's hospital so close. They took great care of him and helped us feel at ease. Despite their efforts to make us comfortable they did have to take a urine sample and blood work. Our eyes got wider and wider as they catheterized him for the urine sample, but he seems unscathed now. And I couldn't watch the IV. Matt held onto him and we both tried to calm him. But apparently, twenty minutes with a numbing solution on your skin still doesn't numb it enough to not feel this...

Yes, baby blue had a full IV. They strapped his arm to a three inch plastic board so it would stay straight. They did the IV to get the bloodwork and in case he needed fluids once the results were back. But thankfully he didn't. The bloodwork and urine sample all came back clear, so they chocked it up to a viral infection. We just monitored the fever (didn't get past 100.5 after that night) and gave him Tylenol as needed and by Friday morning the fever was gone, and it hasn't returned.
Most of the night (we didn't get back home until 5:00) Jacob spent in Matt's or my arms looking more or less like this...

You may be wondering what the pacifier-like thing is in his mouth, and it is a pacifier! A very wonderful pacifier that they had us dip in sugar water to keep him calm until they examined him. The first time he's really taken one. But I guess most babies, and some adults, would suck on almost anything dipped in sugar water.
These pictures were taken on our cell phone, hence the not-great quality. When we told Grandma Hutchison about the experience she said, "and I bet you didn't have your camera!", and I was happy to know that the extra money on the camera phone for "the baby's sake" had finally paid off. See? Sometimes my brain does work.