"Out of these ashes beauty will rise.
We will dance among the ruins.
We will see it with our own eyes.
Out of these ashes beauty will rise
for we know joy is coming in the morning."
-- Steven Curtis Chapman
Saturday, October 18, 2008
I've been dealing with a sick baby on and off all week. R (which I will now refer to as Squeaky) had his first immunizations on Tuesday. For some reason the other foster parents didn't take him for his 1 month shots so he had to make up that shot this time too. He got a shot in both legs and it broke my heart to watch him look at me and cry, and there was no way for me to really make it better. I held him and rocked him for a few minutes and he finally stopped crying and calmed down. He went to sleep soon after that, and I took him to daycare so I could go to work. By the time I picked him up he had been fussy all day. He ran a fever most of the night and just cried and whined so much. I felt so helpless. Thank God he was better the next day, but now he's battling constipation. My poor baby has not pooed in days. Everything I try is not working. He's still eating and has not vomited or anything like that. His doctor changed his formula to a soy formula a month ago, but we've only been on it for about 2 weeks now. I would rather have him gassy and spitting up than be constipated and in pain like that. I'm praying that he gets better tonight or tomorrow because if not he's going back to the doctor Monday. Please pray for my little guy because I can't imagine how hard it is to be so small and have to deal with that.
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I can totally relate because I've been dealing with a sick little one, too. It's so hard to see them suffering when they don't even have words to tell you exactly what's wrong. It just breaks your heart, huh?
Oh, gosh, I hope he is feeling better!!
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