He took a long afternoon nap and woke up burning hot. 102 degrees. He was fussy and fell asleep early. For the first time in over a month he slept through the night. A few times I woke with a start and jumped out of bed to check his feet. I can always feel the fever in his feet. Sometime in the early morning, his fever broke. Relief. He woke up happy and ate his fill. Fifteen minutes later he threw up all over the bed. He's happy but not quite himself. There are a lot of things I'll miss about having babies but I will not miss this.
p.s. I love his knuckle dimples.