My (Macie's) First Fever

I wanted to have this in writing so I remembered the first time Macie got really sick. She has been such a great girl in that area and never gets sick. She has had one tiny cold when she was 6 weeks old, a time she ate something bad and was throwing up for the day, and then a runny nose when she cut her first tooth. Other then that never has been all that sick and has never had a fever. Sunday afternoon though things just started going south, she had been fighting a cold all week and I was hoping it was starting to get better, but Sunday she started getting warm and was so fussy. We gave her some Tylenol and things seamed a little bit better. Then Monday morning she woke up at 6:00 and had a temperature of 39.1 (102) we gave Tylenol again, and then again that afternoon as it started to rise. She pretty much slept all day monday or snuggled in my arms. Then Monday evening came and her temperature would not go down, we gave her Tylenol then Advil and finally by 12:00 it dropped to about 38.0 (100). We gave her a bite to eat and then tucked her into bed. She finally fell asleep around 12:30 but woke up at 5:50 this morning with another fever. I gave her Advil and after 1 in a half hours it still was not dropping 38.8 (101) it kept reading so finally I decided to take her to the E.R. Of course it was just a virual infection which I knew it was going to be, but I just felt so helpless as her mom and felt like nothing I was doing was working and going to see the doctor was the only thing that was going to bring me comfort.  She is snuggled fast asleep in her bed now and I am hoping she gets better soon. There is no question I have loved the snuggles that my little girl has given me but this is definitely the toughest thing I have gone through so far as a mom. It was really sweet seeing Mark be so protective of her, and Mark and I being so worried for her and trying everything to make her feel better. It definitely makes me appreciate that I have a healthy little girl. Those parents who have to spend hours upon hours in the hospital with sick children, that they don't even know if they are ever going to get better makes me cry. I will thank my Heavenly Father every day for blessing us with a strong healthy daughter.