My little Henny-poo is sick! I should have known he was getting sick because this weekend in Hagerstown he was very clingy and fussy while I was trying to clean the townhouse in preparation for our new tenants. I thought it could have just been him missing me, or a new environment, but also thought maybe he was coming down with something. Considering that Kwabena had been sneezing and a little congested over the weekend, maybe he caught that bug.
Poor thing started having fevers on Monday night, and most of yesterday, and this morning he was okay. But throughout the day, Kwasi said he didn’t have much appetite, and he was getting warmer throughout the afternoon. I am wondering if I should take him to the Dr. It probably can’t hurt.
It’s now about 1:22 a.m. and I woke up and felt him and took his temp. It was 103.4. I placed some cool towels on him, and gave him some medicine. I will keep watching him and more likely than not, take him in to the Dr. when they open at 8 a.m., just to be safe.
I hate when my babies get sick 🙁 You just feel a little helpless and wish there was some way to wave a magic wand and have them be their happy little selves again. I miss my little Henny-poo’s smiles! Get well soon, my love!
While Ohene was sleeping this evening, I took Kwabena out for a walk, up to the playground. I’ve really come to enjoy doing this with him when I can in the evenings. I realize that the poor little guy just wants some time with Mommy. It’s amazing when I think about the amount of time I used to give Kwabena, and how much less he gets now. I used to dote on him sooo much. That was when I had time to, when he was my only one. Especially now that Ohene is sick, it’s been even less time with him, because when I have gotten home from work, it’s rushing to Ohene to make sure he’s okay. I sure hope Kwabena doesn’t grow up to feel slighted.
Partly I think it’s good when kids get siblings, because they then have to learn how to not become the center of the universe. They also have to learn how to entertain themselves when their parents aren’t able to entertain them. I know this was a big issue I had when Ohene came along; Kwabena wanted me to “play with” him, like I used to, but I just didn’t have the time. Now, I can say that I “play with” him much less than before. Now, I am coordinating stuff for him to do, but don’t exactly have the time to do the stuff “with” him. I feel guilty about that. I know I could do a better job of being more involved in the things I use to do with him. For example, he likes to play cars. And I know that playing cars is one of the activities he likes for me to do with him (even though I despise it, LOL). I would much rather play Legos, which we do sometimes–building cars, airplanes, etc. But I would like to do some of the things he would really like, so that he feels like he’s getting some one-on-one time with me.
It’s getting late….Well, not “getting;” it is late, even though I am not tired. Better go check Ohene. Get well soon, son!
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