Yesterday afternoon, Londyn spiked a 101.2 temperature. Perfect timing, eh? At least we were back home by then. She has been consistently carrying a temperature between 101 and 103 degrees. Not a happy baby. Not a happy mommy.
The poor thing can't keep anything down and is constantly moaning and crying.
This is our first real experience with a sick baby... fever, grumps and all. But, more importantly... I can now say that I have experienced my first blowout. (Londyn's... not mine) I have always heard of these so-called blowouts, but have been fortunate not to experience one hands on. But, today was not the case. Londyn had not one, not two, but three blowouts.