Mother's Day and a Fever

Mother's Day was the day after we went to the Knight's Game. We got home about 11:30pm Saturday night and Luke woke up around 12:45am burning up with a 103 degree fever. I immediately felt horrible and thought we had kept him out too late at the game. We game him some ibuprophen and put a cool rag on his head and neck to bring his fever down. We checked on him throughout the night and he had a fever most of the time. We soon realized he wasn't just overtired but he had a virus or something. Our poor lil man :( As a parent, you feel so helpless when your child is hurting and you would do anything to take the pain on yourself. He woke up in the morning after a restless night of sleep and still had a fever. We knew some of our friend's children had bouts of hand, foot, and mouth disease (HFMD) and were starting to wonder if that was what Luke had.


We decided not to go to church but to stay home and just spend some time together. Luke didn't really feel like doing too much and was understandably pretty clingy. Dan was sweet to make dinner for me, but Luke was still not feeling well and wanted nothing of it. So dinner only lasted about 5 minutes. I appreciated the effort, though! Even though it wasn't the Mother's Day I had envisioned, it was a good reminder that I am blessed with two precious children and an amazing husband. I'm glad we were able to spend so much time together as a family, although my heart was sad that Luke felt so terrible.

Monday morning Luke woke up with the tell tale signs of HFMD with bumps first appearing on his arms then his legs and booty. Thankfully he only got one or two around his mouth so he was able to drink fluids pretty easily. We decided not to take him to the doctor since there is nothing than can do anyway. It's just a nasty, highly contagious virus that requires ibuprophen and lots of fluids and rest. I tried very hard to keep Olivia away as much as possible, but it's pretty inevitable that she will be exposed. Believe it or not, she never really showed signs or symptoms and has seemed to have avoided it, at least for the time being. By Wednesday, Luke was finally starting to feel better and by Thursday we were ready to come out of solitary confinement and rejoin the world of the living!

My funny little girl

My sweet little boy