Good news, bad news

We took Tate to the doctor this morning for his circumcision and a weight check.  He weighs 7 pounds, 6 ounces!  So he's gained 11 ounces since last Wednesday.  Yeah.  Doing good on the weight gain.  The pediatrician was really pleased with how well he's gaining.  Tate's circumcision went just fine as well.  He cried when the doctor numbed him up but then quickly fell asleep and slept through the rest of the procedure.  And yes, we watched it.  I have no idea how he slept through that.  Poor guy!  But I had fed him right before we went and as soon as we put the pacifier in, with a little sugar water too, he fell right asleep.  Didn't cry till we unstrapped him and picked him back up off the table.

So we were feeling really good about everything till 5 minutes after we get home.  Then Hudson starts throwing up.  Then he has diarrhea.  Then he throws up again....and that's how our day has gone.  Mimi was here with him while we went to the doctor and she stayed for awhile and got thrown up on several times.  But it was good she was here cause Jamie finally went back to Rotary today.  He hasn't been since the week before Tate was born.  And he's the President this year so it was kind of important to get back into it.     

Hudson's fever is up to 103.5 but we did finally get him to take some medicine, so hopefully we'll get that down.  And hopefully the medicine, and everything else, stays down.  He finally fell asleep so maybe he'll be feeling better when he wakes up.  Hopefully this is a quick little bug. 

I am, of course, totally freaking out about Tate.  We are disinfecting everything and washing our hands even more than before.  Wearing rubber gloves when we take care of Tate.  Plus we are trying to limit it to me taking care of Hudson and Jamie take care of Tate, but both of us have already been thrown up  - and pooped - on, so hopefully we didn't already pass germs on to Tate. 

Hudson has only left the house 2 times in as many weeks and yet he still caught something.  I am sure you know what that means....we are going to have to tighten up the rules yet again.  I guess we won't be leaving the house at all for awhile...I was just starting to feel better about letting Hudson go do a few things...guess not. 

Please pray for us over the next 24 hours or so that Hudson gets better and that Tate (or Jamie and I) don't catch it. And for the next few months as well...