Feva

It was a long night last night.... Carson had a fever of 103 we got it down to 102 and were going to wait to see if it went back up before we went to the hospital. Boo to the shots he has to take. He is my tough cookie we went through a lot when we were pregnant and he made it when all odds said he wouldn't. He didn't even let me know he wasn't feeling good. His eyes were red and my poor baby bear was so hot. Clint was amazing I was stressing out and just sick over my little one being sick. He always does this to me. Says what I need to hear, listens to my anxiety strung jibber jabber. All while giving me a squeeze and with his honest eyes telling me everything will be okay. I love him so. I know our Father in Heaven is looking down on us. I have to remember to take a step back and look at all that is good when I get my worry woes like that. Carson is doing better this morning sleeping a lot and not very hungry though. The nurse said as long as the fever doesn't go back up we should be okay.... fingers are crossed.