Every morning, I wait until I hear Ethan's warbles before I drag myself out of the cozy warm bed and trek bleary-eyed into his room. I'm not going to lie. I curse my life during those few seconds and probably 20 footsteps from my bedside to his. We probably don't need a baby monitor, eh?
Then I see my little peanut. He's happy in the morning. He doesn't know yet what the "wrong" side of the bed is. I open my tired eyes a little wider and make an exaggerated open mouthed smile which immediately gets him going. Pretty cool. Then, I unzip him from his sleep sack and pick him up.
This morning was slightly different in that his left eye was half swollen shut!! He didn't know any better and was still acting his usual self. I felt terrible. I've had this type of thing happen to me in the past. I got sunscreen in my eye because even though it was advertised as sweat proof, it wasn't. Then, if I get eyeshadow in my eye, that's pretty bad because I'm allergic to most of them.
There wasn't anything new that was introduced, so I assumed he got Aquaphor in his eye. I probably got some on his hands by accident; or perhaps there was some on his face that didn't get rubbed in well enough. That's entirely possible. Maybe I got too close to his eye? Since he has recently discovered he has hands (to put into his mouth), he swipes his face, the sides of his head and rubs his eyes. I thought he did it because he was tired, but I've seen him do it when he stirs in his sleep as well.
We do the usual morning routine. After his morning bottle the swelling did subside some.
Then, at 3:45pm daycare gives us a ring. I wasn't at my desk. I was still in a meeting that started about an hour ago. His teacher called to let us know that he spit up a little more than usual (but not an estimate of the volume), took a long nap (which he does maybe every other day) and that when he woke up from his nap, both eyes were swollen
Oh no! Swollen, like, this morning? And BOTH of them?!? I call the pediatrician and leave a voicemail with the advice nurse. By the time I got the message, it was almost 5pm. I felt like a terrible parent, but Ethan was OK. It wasn't a "Get your kid NOW, he has ebola and we don't want to contaminate the whole school" kind of call. Grant and I just missed each other by 20 seconds according to his desk mate. Doh!
When they got home, my baby was knocked out. I was on the phone with the advice nurse, and when I pulled his sleepy little body out of the car seat, he woke up and looked at me. Okay, so my baby looks a little more Asian today, sure, but NOTHING like he did this morning!! He had a little redness too; slight abrasions from the rubbing, but wasn't actively doing it. We monitored him.
The advice nurse recommended we head over to Patient First around the corner, so we did, and learned that they don't take infants. We debated going to the ER, but Ethan didn't have a fever and the swelling was going down. More monitoring.
Tonight, he is swaddled tightly and his hands are still covered with socks. I put Aquaphor on his legs, back and belly only, so it's unlikely any of it will make it up to his face. I hope it was just the Aquaphor and excessive rubbing of his eyes. I think he's also having an eczema flare up.
Poor baby. :(
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