Baby M had his first sick visit to the doctor this past Monday. Over the weekend, he developed a fever and threw up a couple of times. My poor baby was up the whole night going into Saturday (as were M and I). The acetaminophen we gave him did little to relieve his fever and M ended up making a trip to Walgreen's at 3am to pick up some ibuprofen. Baby M finally got a good four hours of sleep at 4am once the medicine kicked in (also probably because he as exhausted from all the crying).
Our plans to enjoy Saturday as a family went by the wayside as we were forced to divide and conquer: I stayed home with baby M while M kept big sister K entertained outdoors, where they spent the late afternoon at the North Brunswick Youth Sports Festival. Baby M was able to sleep through the night on Saturday for the most part, but still woke up cranky and refused to eat. We canceled our trip to Chinatown and postponed Father's Day celebration with my parents to the following Sunday.
The pediatrician diagnosed baby M with coxsackie virus (also known as hand, foot, and mouth disease). He painted a very bleak picture for M, saying the fever could spike up even higher, the vomiting and loss of appetite could continue, and the infection may last anywhere from 3-10 days. Fortunately, baby M was fever-free after Sunday and was able to hold down his milk (though he didn't eat much). He probably could have gone back to daycare on Tuesday, but we kept him home another day just as a precaution since we didn't want him getting any of the other babies sick.
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