I'm pretty sure that Everett + religious holiday = really sick and no sleep for parents.
His first Christmas started at 3 a.m. when he woke up screaming and screamed until Walgreens opened at 5 a.m. so we could buy him some medicine.
This Christmas no one was sick but the neighbor dogs woke us all up at 5 a.m.
Then this Easter Everett gave us all a pretty big scare. Friday night he wouldn't eat a thing for dinner. Saturday he only ate cereal for breakfast and just wanted to snuggle with us all day (VERY unlike himself). He was really hot and not very active. He wouldn't eat or drink anything until we took him to Emerald City Smoothie.
That night was really bad. Jake ended up watching Cars with him on the couch from 3-5 a.m. because he wouldn't sleep. He was being so weird.
Sunday he stayed home from church and watched cartoons with Jake and then we went to our family Easter. Everyone could tell that he didn't feel very good. He just wanted to snuggle with me and lots of blankets. He kept wanting me to wrap him up even though he was super hot. We decided to strip him down to his diaper because he was burning up. We took his temperature under his armpit and it was 103.8 and still rising when he got really mad and ripped it out. When you take an armpit temperature you're supposed to add a degree and that's waaaay to hot for anybody. Jake and Karl gave him a blessing and we all hoped and prayed that his temperature wouldn't get any worse.
We headed for the hospital because all doctor offices and convenient cares were closed and the Internet and the medical books said that anything above 104 is pretty serious.
I called the hospital on the way there and they just said to take him home and give him a lukewarm bath and some Tylenol.
He cried through the entire bath but about an hour later his temperature was a few degrees lower. We put him to bed in just a T-shirt and checked on him every few hours. He ended up in our bed at midnight. He woke up pretty early this morning but his fever is gone and I think he's better.
We are so grateful that things didn't get any crazier. Jake nor I can handle very much stress and family get-togethers with so many people are frazzling enough for us.... add in lots of kids, candy, a sick toddler, and everyone voicing there concern and we weren't in much better shape than Everett. Actually, we were fine. It's just so hard to have a sick child and you have no idea what they are sick with.
Needless to say, we didn't get a family Easter picture, decorate and dye eggs together, hide eggs for Everett at our house, or even go to church together as a family. But at least Ev got to see the "Easter bunny" at Grandma's house before he got too sick.
During the egg hunt at Grandma's he gave the Easter eggs back to the Easter bunny. I think he thought that the eggs were for the bunny because he would go find one and throw it to the bunny and then clap.
Even though we didn't get to celebrate some of the secular traditions of Easter, we know the real reason for Easter and we celebrate it and remember it everyday of our lives.
This Easter we're just glad that Everett is okay.