Just as expected, he's got chicken pox.
2.5 weeks, my wife was in the midst of an awful bout of adult chicken pox and it made for a unpleasant time for us all. She's still covered in spots but not feeling unwell, so she's over the worst of it. But now our little man, only 3 months old, has got chicken pox good and proper.
He had been agitated over the weekend - not settling well and only being content while feeding - and on Monday showed more signs of spots on his face and scalp. By the time I got home that evening, he was covered in them. Face, belly, back, arms and around the groin and bum. Not good!
This has made for another exhausting few days and nights. My wife has hardly had any sleep since Sunday night for worrying and needing to be feed him. People keep telling us that "things will get better", but when?
We thought we had a bad enough time those first few days at home with him when we were getting the hand of being new parents. We thought it couldn't get any worse after the pox saga earlier in the month. At each one of these challenges we've found ourselves saying "this is the worst it's been so far", but maybe it's just because we're just too frazzled. People often say things when emotions are high but thankfully we've managed to keep ourselves and each other sane.
We've been quite OK with the night-time routines with waking, changing and feeding 2 or 3 times, but these last few days have been a real struggle. Calamine lotion, Calpol - my wife has even been taking Piriton in the hope that it may go through to him and help with the itching,
Poor fellow - he can't tell us what's bothering him and we don't know what we should be doing to help!
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