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I'm going to tell on myself...I have mentioned in the past that I grew up in a family that did NOT go to doctors. I take the wait and see approach with my kids. However, when Shrek and Donkey had RSV and were so.very.sick. it freaked me out to say the least. Fast forward to this week. Donkey has had a fever this week. It's been ranging from 99.6 to 100.6. He's been really lethargic and was refusing his food and bottles. I freaked a little. I called the nurse and she told me to give Donkey apple juice in a dropper to get some fluids in him. If he was still lethargic and had a fever the next day bring him in to see the doctor. It was a weird fever. He woke up in the morning just fine. Then he would get up from his morning nap with a fever and not himself. It went on for 2 days so I took him to the doctor. Donkey kept sticking his finger in his ear so I was 85% convinced that he had an ear infection. I told the doctor as much. He gave him a good look over and checked his ears. Then he announced that Donkey did not have an ear infection he was just teething. It can make him have a fever and be irritable. DUH!!! We've been trying to cut those darn teeth for 2 months now! It's the bain of my existence. Really, this isn't my first kid. I know I've been acting like it lately, but serious. Doctor goes on to say that he can feel the teeth just under the gums and they are about ready to burst through. I WISH THEY WOULD COME ON WITH IT! So, we leave. I'm feeling a little better knowing that Donkey doesn't have some weird deadly disease.
Shrek too has been teething. He manifests his discomfort in night screaming. No joke that kid lays in bed and will scream for an hour. It's heartbreaking. Nothing Mr. Mayer and I do has helped. We feel completely defeated and helpless. I'm just thankful he hasn't done it every night this week like last week. Looking in his mouth you can see white just under his gums. We went to the mall today and Shrek had a meltdown. It gave me a chance to take a good look in his mouth. Low and behold a little tooth had burst through since yesterday. THANK GOD!!! We are making some progress! I took a look in Donkey's mouth and no little teeth yet. I'm hoping any day.
I don't remember teething being this hard with Diva. She got an ear infection every time she cut a tooth. Nothing else, otherwise she was perfectly pleasant. No night screaming or lethargy. Just a fat happy baby. These boys are giving me a run for my money!
I took Shrek with us to the doctor, because, well, there are two of them and I can't leave them home alone. When we arrived the nurse directed us to weigh Donkey. Mr. Mayer met me at the doctor since he got off work early. He was wrestling with Shrek. I asked if we could weigh Shrek since he was here.
The boys are 7 1/2 months old now
Donkey is weighing in at a whopping 17 lbs and 14.5 oz
Shrek is weighing in at....drum roll.....20 lbs and 13.4 oz!!!! Jeez Louise he's a big boy. I can only imagine what he will weigh at 12 months!
Other progressions this week is that Donkey started crawling. Shrek has been crawling for a month. He's been into EVERYTHING! Donkey has been satisfied to lay in the floor and watch, until Sunday that is. Sunday morning he gets up and just decides to crawl. So now both boys are crawling. Everywhere. In opposite directions. I am getting my exercise this week. I have an open floor plan and can't really barricade or baby gate things off. The floor plan was a good idea at the time. The past few days Shrek has decided he can pull up on stuff. That's really super because I know what comes after pulling up. I am not ready for that!

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