Our Week With a Sick Baby

Well for the first time in Isabelle’s nine months of being alive, she’s been ill.

Ok, she’d had the odd cold before, but this time she was actually ill. Well, not massively ill. But Tuesday night, after a few hours of us not thinking she was ‘quite right’ she opted to throw up all over me. Don’t worry, in true modern day it’s-all-about-equality fashion, she also threw up on Rachel. No one can ever say she isn’t about gender equality.

Baby sick all over me

We did the usual stuff. We took her temperature, which got up to 38.6, and then gave her Calpol and just tried to comfort her and keep her hydrated via Rachel’s boobs.

As a nurse, you’d think Rachel’s occupation would be great for a situation like this. But to a certain extent, it’s almost a hindrance. Don’t get me wrong, she was hardly bad enough to warrant the assistance of a nurse, but being a nurse means you might doubt yourself too much. You know what it’s like in the NHS. And I know Rachel never wants to be that person who’s turned up at A&E because their little one coughed a few times then sneezed. Basically, she never wants to be the paranoid parent. But we’re also fully aware, that sometimes it’s better to be the paranoid, overly cautious parent, than the one who did nothing. It’s a balancing act, and maybe it’s one we’re putting a little bit too much thought into.

Of course, if you are concerned, and your baby isn’t quite right, then please do seek medical attention. You are far better off wasting your time than wishing you had done something.

Actually Caring About Isabelle

This is going to sound slightly stupid, but when it comes to caring about people, I struggle. I think I struggle to realise that I care. As I’m sat here now it doesn’t really feel like I actually care about that many people. I think it’s one of those things that goes along the same saying as “you don’t know what you got ’till it’s gone.”Β I think that’s how I am when it comes to caring about people. I don’t feel like I do, but I dare say deep down there’s something there that will come up if something happened to someone.

And that’s what I felt when Isabelle threw up and genuinely seemed ill. I felt like I cared. There was a part of me that suddenly felt concerned for her, and this little rush of wanting to do something to help her feel better came to me. Despite the fact she wasn’t feeling the best, I was glad that it happened. It was nice to be able to feel that sense of concern and love for someone that in the past I’ve obviously struggled to form a bond with. Maybe it’s been all this time I’ve spent with her over recent weeks. Even Rachel has said that I seem more like a dad now than when she was on maternity leave.

Meme

I could easily have taken what Rachel said as a massive dis and gone off on one. But I knew what she meant. Being with a baby all day on your own changes the way you parent. Before Rachel went back to work I almost always had her close by if anything ever happened. If Isabelle cried too much I could simply go “she probably needs feeding” and bang, I’ve passed on the problem. But when she’s in work and won’t be home for 13 hours, I have to handle everything on my own. And that’s what she meant. She’s clearly seen a change, unbeknown to me, in the way I’m acting with Isabelle.

The Rest of the Week

For the rest of the week Isabelle was a little bit off. She wasn’t all that fussed on her food and spent a LOT more time feeding off Rachel. This is just another reason why we like breastfeeding. At no point did we have to wonder how much milk she was taking, whether to up it, or anything else like that. Just simply allow her to latch more often. I dare say it would’ve been fine with a bottle, but to me, breastfeeding just seems easier at this stage.

Another thing that changed this week was her nappies. Since she’s been taking on more milk and less solids, this in turn has made the poop a little bit more on the runny side. She also wasn’t going quite as often, so when she did, well I think I’ll just let the following GIF do the talking:

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I’ve also really liked black and white photos this week. I’m not sure why, but I think they just give a different feel to the usual colour ones. We’re also at the point where changing Isabelle requires a large amount of distraction. She’s a very mobile baby, so she doesn’t really like being on her back, and never really has. So I thought I’d act as the distracter (if that’s a word) and use the camera to get her attention. That way I can get some photos whilst Rachel does the changing part. Here’s one of them:

Changing the baby
Here’s Rachel changing Isabelle, and yes, that is Jesus watching over

Before I carry on, I will say that I’m not religious, and yes that’s Jesus on my wall. I love the painting, and I could write 1000 words on why the Transfiguration is a great painting, and what it means to me, but maybe now is not the time.

Anyway, I guess that’s it. As of this writing, Isabelle is almost back to her normal self. She hasn’t been sick, but she’s much needier and just wants to cuddle. She’s also managed to pass her illness onto Rachel and then finally onto me. Of course, the end part of it is the worst and I am obviously suffering the most. Not that I will mention it or complain.

Rachel also has another shift coming up next week in which she won’t actually be home until roughly 10pm. So that’s going to be a fun one! I might just take her and pick her up just so I have the car. But either way, it’ll be an interesting test to see what Isabelle is like without having Rachel until the latter part of the night. At some point she is going to have to do a night shift, and that’s going to be the biggest challenge, at least for me.

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I’m a 26 year old married father of one. I started blogging after suffering postnatal depression when Isabelle was born. These days I talk about much more than just that.

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17 Comments

  1. 4th February 2018 / 12:06 pm

    I hear you on the “realising you care” all of a sudden. I was off with my baby (15 years ago) for 12 weeks. She had colic and I didn’t feel we bonded. I felt like she was this unknowable alien thing who had taken over my body for 9 months and now was continuing to put huge demands on me with breastfeeding, constantly carrying her, etc. I was relieved to go back to work.
    Then she got her first ear infection at five months. She was fussy and fractious when I went down to her daycare to give her a noon feed (I was blessed to have a daycare center in the building where I worked and an employer who was very cool about me taking breaks to breastfeed). By the time I got her home that night, she was running a fever. She was up at 2 am, making a weird whimpering noise but not really crying. I think that scared me the most. When I picked her up, she felt like a hot coal in my arms. I nursed her all night and took her to the emergency room at 6 am. (New parent, sorry.) She was, of course, fine, but even 15 years later I get teary remembering how absolutely panicked I was that she was ill and in pain and there was nothing I could do to help her. It brought home what being a parent means.
    Fifteen years later, I’ve stopped rushing her to A&E every time she whimpers, and she’s less of an unknowable alien (sometimes I feel like she tells me what’s on her teenaged mind a little TOO freely), but I will feel closest to her when she’s ill (or, more often, in trouble – she is a teenager, after all) and needs me to be mommy.
    I guess it never goes away. πŸ™‚

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      4th February 2018 / 12:14 pm

      That’s awesome that you had an employer with a daycare that you could also keep up the breastfeeding! And I don’t blame you taking her to A&E, when you think about it, it’s the best thing to do. Like I said, I’d rather think about how I’ve wasted their time that think about how I should’ve done something.

      I’m guessing that’s just caring about people in general. We always care more when something is up. It puts it into perspective a little bit more. Thanks for reading πŸ˜€

  2. 5th February 2018 / 5:54 pm

    Even though I don’t have a baby, husband, or life, I still feel like I have a baby when I read your blog. It’s fun to read and getting to know all of you through your blog πŸ™‚

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      6th February 2018 / 6:51 am

      Aww you can’t say you don’t have a life πŸ˜‚ and thank you, and hope you get to keep enjoying the blog πŸ˜‚

  3. Soffy S
    6th February 2018 / 8:44 am

    Aw! Glad Isabelle is on the mend and get well soon to you and Rachel. I agree it’s better to be a over cautious parent than to regret later on.
    It’s my first time on your blog and I’ve just realised.. Ross and Rachel! πŸ˜‚ Friends fan by any chance?

    #DreamTeam

    Soffy // themumaffairs.blogspot.com

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      6th February 2018 / 9:25 am

      Yeah we used to get the Friends thing quite a bit. Less so now, but I think people are less aware of the show compared to a few years ago πŸ˜‚

  4. 6th February 2018 / 12:14 pm

    There is just so much going around at the moment. When they threw up their whole body convulses. It’s so sad to watch. And then the shock of it sends them – and in some cases you – in to floods of tears. My son wasn’t well yesterday and it was a VERY long day looking after him. But that’s the job. Glad she is on the mend. #PointShoot

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      6th February 2018 / 12:15 pm

      Yeah it’s not fun. Then they pass it on to you and it’s even worse then πŸ˜‚

  5. 8th February 2018 / 5:34 am

    Poor kiddo! I’m so sorry she’s been sick. Having a sick baby is SO hard and makes you feel so helpless, doesn’t it???

  6. 9th February 2018 / 4:05 pm

    Never great when the kids are ill. Not a lot you can do really other than try to give them medicine, fluids etc. I remember, when mine where that age, often being covered in sick. Kind of got used to it…

    Great when they get well again

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      9th February 2018 / 4:17 pm

      Not fun when they pass it on. Been off work all week thanks to Isabelle πŸ˜‚ guess I have to get used to this 😩

  7. 9th February 2018 / 4:49 pm

    I absolutely love that B&W shot, more of these please! I hope everyone is much better now. It is difficult to tell when they need to see a Dr, I tend to be more careful now as my eldest ended up in the hospital with dehydration once. Thank you for linking up to #PointShoot πŸ“Έ

  8. 10th February 2018 / 9:43 am

    I hope the sick has left your little, and you have all managed, unscathed. Hard to do when coming in direct contact with bodily fluids from all ends! Hang tough, and keep on loving her! #pointshoot xoxo

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      10th February 2018 / 10:17 am

      She kinda passed it all on to me πŸ˜‚ but I think I’m almost fully better now x

  9. 10th February 2018 / 4:55 pm

    There’s something about them being poorly at that tiny age that really makes your heart ache isn’t there? Love the black and white pics. The nappy gymnastics always made me giggle. Thanks for linking to #DreamTeam Ross.

    • Ross Hunt
      Author
      10th February 2018 / 5:05 pm

      Makes more than my heart ache when they pass the big on to you πŸ˜‚

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