First Illness

Oh my goodness! The first time your baby gets sick is the worst. I have been a complete mess, feeling helpless and find myself constantly googling and asking all mom's I know for advice on how to take care of a sick baby.

It all started on Sunday afternoon. Roman went down for his aftenoon nap just like any other day. After a solid three hour nap he was up and ready to go again! I went into his room and he was smiling and kicking his little legs. I picked him up and he was babbling while I changed him so we could go downstairs and play. Then I started to notice he was not being his happy, smiling, bubbly self. I was feeding him his afternoon snack and I thought that he felt a bit warm so I asked Dan to feel his forehead. He confirmed my suspisions and up we went to get the thermometer to check his temperature.

Now, here comes test number one. How do you check an infants temperature? In the bum! I could not do it!! I was terrified that I was going to hurt him. Thank goodness we did not have any Vasoline and I was off the hook, whew! So we took him temperature under his arm and I got a real confirmation that Roman had a fever. The thermometer read 99.8 degrees. Now I am thinking what do I do to make him feel better as fast as possible. I gave Roman some Tylenol and a snack aka a bottle and put him down for another nap. He woke up and seemed to be doing a little better so we decided to go back to our normal routine of playing, dinner, batheez, bottle and bed time. After I put him down all I hoped was that he would sleep through the night. Wrong! Roman woke up in the middle of the night and he was on FIRE! He was so hot that I stripped him down and tried to give him some water to drink. I gave him more Tylenol and a couple hours later he finally fell asleep again.

The next morning I did not have high hopes that his fever had broken so I called the pediatrician's office as soon as they opened and took him in straight away. I was hoping they would tell me he had something and give us an antibiotic, but no. His doctor said it was just a virus and to keep giving him over the counter medicine and wait for the fever to break. Well, that night Roman spiked a fever of 103.9. OH MY GOODNESS!!!! I freaked out and call the pediatrician's office to get in touch with the nurse and doctor on call. After a series of questions I got the same answer and rreatment plan as the doctor gave me before.

By Wednesday morning the fever was still there and Roman's crankiness was getting worse. Understandably! If I had had a fever for three days and I was in pain you better believe I would be one cranky lady. Sooo back to the pediatrician's office and what do you know...right ear infection. I was happy and sad for the little man at the same time. Happy to finally have a diagnosis and medicine, but sad to know he had ear pain and I didn't even know it! After less than 24 hours the fever was gone and Roman was starting to act more like himself. YAY!!!

The next day he went back to the sitters for the day. She told us he was a good boy and was not fussy, but he was not himself. He seemed to be recovering still from the week. By Friday night he seemed much better and on Saturday morning he was back. I had my happy, healthy boy again. It had been a long week and I think we were all happy that it was over. Rough week for the Vucci family.

Feeling Nostolgic

Over the weekend I was in major scrapbook mode and when the scrapbook bug bites there is nothing that will stop me! I put together pages from the delivery room, hospital room and the going home page. A rush of memries came over me when I was looking at the pictures from when Roman was only minutes old. I can still remember the feeling I had when I held him for the first time before he was wisked away by the nurse for his Apgar testing. Holding him that first night was amazing. I was so exited to finally meet my son. The little guy that I had been dreaming about holding for months was finally in my arms and absolutley perfect. Now I can hardy believe how much he has changed and grown into a perfect little boy. Each page that I create brings back so many wonderful memories of all of the fun trips we have taken and the fun events that we have had with him. I am looking forward to taking many more pictures and creating many more happy memories with Roman as a family.

I am a big boy now!

Every Thursday night for the past 3 years our family's tradition is going to one of our favorite restaurants in Burke. The dinner night has been affectionately dubbed "spaghetti Thursday". However, most of the time none of us order spaghetti, ha! Over the past eight months it has been exciting to have Roman at dinner with us and watch him change and become more involved and part of the experience. When we first started going with him he would sleep the majority of dinner and we would all take turns holding him. Then he became more awake to the world and would take a bottle at dinner. Very exciting!! He was enjoying his own dinner with all the grown ups. Once he was able to eat solid foods it became even more fun and more challenging for me to be part of dinner or any adult conversation, but so worth it! I would feed and play with him the entire dinner. Pure BLISS! I am convinced there is nothing better than seeing your baby smile and giggle at you. Now I am excited to tell everyone that Roman has graduated to sitting in a restaurant high chair!! He was so happy and I was so proud. He ate his dinner in a big boy high chair and I was so proud!

First Post!

Today is the first blog post about Roman. I decided to blog about all of the amazing and hilarious events that happen in our life with Roman. I was encouraged to write this blog from many of my friends and family. I know that I am suppose to blog from this moment going forward. However, there have been many funny moments from the past that I feel I will need to share. So every so often we will step into the DeLeorean, get it up to 88mph and I will take you back in time to many of the great experiences we have had as first time parents. I hope you all enjoy and find a little humor in our lives.