My dear sweet son Norman got but by a bug on Sunday night. I thought it was a mosquito bc we had just been for a walk and a few of us had been bitten and were itching. But Monday morning rolled around and he looked a we bit puffy. And Monday afternoon rolled around and he looked like he had been bumped his head by something. And then Monday night rolled around and he looked like he was a member of one of those new popular baby fight clubs. And then Tuesday morning found us with an eye completely swollen shut. This also happened to be the day that Ryan and I were headed to a trip to Sydney, Australia (vacation/work trip.) Mercy. On Monday night I took him to see his Dr., and continued with the Benadryl and antibiotics, but I thought Tuesday would have my little man looking better...not worse. Luckily for my mother nerves, the swelling had subsided a bit by the time we left for the airport, and our sitter is fabulously capable, but this was not the exit I had in mind. Word on the street (actually an email form the sitter) has him looking loads better. Thank heaven, because prayers have certainly been offered in that direction.
Monday night at the pediatricians office.
He is indeed sucking on a lollipop.
Welcome to Tuesday morning.
This is the unbid side of his sweet face.
Notice the difference?!?
Me too. Poor little wee man.
***This post is for Monday - Tues, October 3rd and 4th, 2016***
He already looks like a little man this just makes him even older, since he looks like he got in a bar fight...
ReplyDeleteThis is so sad! Your poor momma heart and his poor face! Did he act like it hurt? So glad he is getting better.
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