Go Big or Go Home

This is a bit of a joke between Rich and I. Seems like the family motto some days.

Trent out did us all on this one today.

Last week he started not eating right. I thought fine, ok you're getting some new teeth.

At some point as the week progressed, I mentioned to Rich that his lack of eating was starting to make me think something was up. Rich's response, 'Call the ped...we haven't given them a co-pay in a while.'

We both laughed and said it was probably just teething.

The weekend came, we were busy. Housecleaning, tennis, more cleaning, little bit a work. Trent was going with the flow as always.

I know at some point on Saturday his temp was about 99.6....meh the second time mom said...''teething fever'' I was even talking to my mom about this because Callie my niece was exhibiting the same signs. (Cari and Pat were off skiing, Mimi and Poppie in charge!)

Then today happened.

Trent ate only 3 oz. of his morning bottle after not eating all night. His diaper was barely wet when he woke up. No temp. Got everybody packed up and ready. Nora to preschool, Trent to daycare.

Offhandedly, told Maria that Trent was just not eating much so not to worry about it. I get back at 12:30 and he hadn't eaten a THING. Not one bite of food, not one drop of formula. Time to call the ped.

Make appointment. Get there, get stupidly nervous about crying wolf again about an ear infection. Dr. Ho cleans out Trent's very waxy left ear and peers in ''oh yeah, that's ones infected.'' Cleans out the other ear, ''yep that one too! I would have never guessed.'' Trent had been a perfectly smiley, happy guy the entire exam.

Double ear infection it is! And if you are gonna have one sleep through the night, don't fuss about it and suck it up is T's motto.

Hope little guy feels better soon.