My Mothers Day was fabulous. My only request was to go somewhere with our little family of 5 and relax and spend time together and have a picnic.
And that we did. In Newport, RI. On a sunny, yet wickedly windy day.
Our driveway. Remember this?
Well, yesterday, we had this going on:
And now the driveway is officially (re)done. Let the basketball games begin!
So why was I around on a Monday morning to be taking these pictures, you may wonder?
Middle woke up on Saturday morning with a red rash on his face. It was mostly on his cheeks, but over the course of the day, it spread to his arms and legs.
He never complained about it, and wasn't feverish or swollen. It wasn't hives, nor poison ivy. I hadn't changed detergents and he hadn't eaten anything unusual.
So by Saturday night when it was still present, I began to get more concerned. I called the pediatrician's office. The Dr. on call instructed me to dose him with a tsp. of Benadryl, but that as long as Middle wasn't having trouble breathing, that there was nothing they really could do for
Sunday was Mothers Day. (See above)
And yesterday, the rash was still all over his scrawny little bod. So I stayed home (*cough cough*) sick.
Off to the doctor we went.
She took one cursory glance at him and then questioned, "Did it start on his face?"
"Yep, as a matter of fact, it did", I replied.
Her response? "You got yourself a classic case of Fifth Disease, little guy."
Well, slap me silly. In 7-1/2 years of motherhood, this is one I hadn't yet heard of.
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