He's running a fever, irritable, sleepy, and has terrible GI issues. Let's just say the Miralax isn't exactly necessary at the moment. He's been sleeping in a snotty, miserable ball on my chest for the last forty-five minutes.
That poor little guy looks so sad, so... sick. Sigh. Even with three of my own, it makes me want to snatch him up and give him hugs - though he'd much prefer his mommy's.
I wish for all of you that he can get better and STAY better very, very soon.
I'm Connor's Mom. That pretty much explains everything. I mean, raising the epicenter of cuteness in the universe is tough, but it has its moments, all right.
I should probably mention that Connor has a submicroscopic, subtelomeric unbalanced translocation 46xy der t(1)(1;15)(q42;q26.2)-- an extremely rare chromosomal disorder. He keeps me on my toes!
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Oh poor little guy! The picture just makes me want to snuggle him {{hugs}}
That poor little guy looks so sad, so... sick. Sigh. Even with three of my own, it makes me want to snatch him up and give him hugs - though he'd much prefer his mommy's.
I wish for all of you that he can get better and STAY better very, very soon.
so sorry for little Connor!!!
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