Our sweet Lydia has been sick. On Thursday she started running a fever that didn't even seem to go away with Tylenol. At the doctor's on Friday she had a White Blood Count of 20,000- super high! But she has no other symptoms- no ear infection, no cough, nothing. They gave her a broad spectrum antibiotic shot (I HATE antibiotics, but trust our doctors) and a prescription for more. They also made an appointment for us to have more blood drawn on Saturday to be sure it was working. Although still at a loss as to where the infection is hiding, the doctors did seem to think the antibiotics were helping after the second test. (Maybe I hate antibiotics a little less...)
One thing that has come with this illness is a nursing strike. Lydia will eat her babyfood and yogurt and even those tiny little nutritional nothings called Gerber Puffs. But she is avoiding nursing- almost like it is painful. This is especially hard (for both of us) because it has always been a surefire way to comfort her. Now we have to do a lot of walking and bouncing and shushing and more walking- and she is not a tiny baby! My back is aching. But so is my heart. For those of you mommas who nurse, you know how precious that time is with your little one. It breaks my heart to think that this special snuggle stage is over. Not to mention the worries about dehydration!
I'll admit, I've been discouraged. I prayed about it and seemed to have no response. But then last night, at bed time, she fussed and I couldn't walk it out of her. I laid down with her on my bed, and she wanted to nurse! Even if this was the last time, I'm so thankful to have had that moment with my little one.
Update: It took a few days to get back on track, and she refused to nurse a few more times, but I'm happy to report that Lydia is nursing again. I'm so relieved and thankful to have some more of that precious bonding time with my girl.
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