Here's a pic of Timmy's burgeoning pox...not very clear and not many but you can definitely see them. He's itchy and Connor feels bad. Ugh.
Both of them woke up fussy yesterday morning...when we took our daily stroll with the neighbors to the park, Connor got off his bike half way home to "take a break." Weird...normally I could power a small city off his energy. He also insisted on riding in the bike trailer when we did our afternoon ride. We never go more than four miles, so it should have been strenuous but nothing too hard for him. At 3 I asked if he wanted to go to his friend Hayley's house to play in the pool and he said, "Uh no thanks, mom...want you to sit in the chair and rock me." Refused to eat dinner. Then he popped up at 5 running 102 temp. I got him some Motrin then as he was drinking it, I noticed he had a red spotty rash on his arms, legs and belly. I turned to look at Timmy and I'll be damned if his face and belly weren't covered too with a few on his legs. I checked Timmy's temp and he's at 100.
They both fussed for awhile and then I put Timmy down at 610, an hour to two hours earlier than normal. When I came down for Connor at 630 (I let him watch Cars when it became clear he needed rest and cuddling) he was asleep with his head on the floor and his body on the couch. That has happened maybe twice in his entire life. And the rash was spreading. It looks like fluid filled pimples on him, small white headed pimples on T, though neither has more than 30 pox at this point and likely won't have anymore. We confirmed with the clinic that it was indeed the pox and now we hunker down to wait it out. World's mildest cases but we still need to wait before venturing out into the neighborhood as disease vectors. And for anyone wondering...yes, Connor is vaccinated and we seem to have picked it up during our travel back to Alaska. That and Timmy breastfeeding and hence getting my immunities probably accounts for the weakness of the illness they're experiencing. Go mama's milk!
So that brings us to late afternoon today. The boys watched a heck of a lot more TV than they ever have because they were whiny and clingy and feeling just well enough to torment mommy but not anything else productive. They seemed to perk up a little in the afternoon, so we headed downstairs to play in our gucci play area. Timmy has been cruising for a few weeks now and occasionally gets brave enough to let go at the end of the couch but always wobbled and fell straight to his butt. He climbed my shoulder, let go and stood for a good 3 seconds before venturing a wavering step. Then two. Yay!!!!
He flopped and looked inordinately pleased with himself and immediately crawled back into position to do it again. One...two...three...and woop, woop, flail...and FOUR! He repeated the cycle several times, only achieving one or two steps before falling again, but he's so excited to be doing it I'm sure it's only a matter of time before he's a baby-sized blur. Life is going to get exciting, that's for sure! Mommy better invest in some extra eyes to keep him out of trouble! I'm so proud!
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