You sleep, I take care of you

Yesterday afternoon, William showed extreme fatigue immediately after Gymboree art class and lunch. But he had to follow me to Mont Kiara at which point he didn't want to walk and just needed to be carried. He wasn't even interested to press the lift buttons.

Once back in the car, he asked for milk at 1pm-ish, which is too early for his milk fix. Hearing that, I know he wants to sleep, and I told him to hang on till we get home. However, along the highway nearing 2pm, he slept.

He slept till nearing 6pm, in between he took less than 4oz of milk, instead of his usual 8oz. He hardly touch his favourite pasta for dinner. Before I left with Vic for her music class, I asked hubs to give William medicine if need to. Shortly after I left, William asked for medicine himself.

At 8pm, hubs told me he's trying to put the boy to sleep eventhough William said he wanted to wait for mummy.

I came home, and he immediately leeched to me, and when I delayed a little, he got irritated and said, "Mummy I want to sleep!" Mind you, he just woke from a 4hours nap less than 3 hours ago, and he normally sleeps around midnight, so when he says he wants to sleep at 820pm, he must be damn tired and ill!



So I explained to him that mummy will have to change him first, and then sponge him. He said OK. Surprised, coz the last time I remembered he was less cooperative especially when it came to sponging him.

He allowed me to sponge his head with a wet towel, then he told me to sponge his back as well. I told him he will need to turn around, and he quickly obeyed. I sponged his back, then his neck and his forehead, and all these while the boy's eyes were closed, sometimes opened to check on me, and he hardly budge.

Mummy assured him, "William you sleep, Mummy will take care of you".

835pm, William slept. I continued to sponge him a little more. Nearing 11pm, he woke again without crying, and just looked around. I took the opportunity to give him another dose of medicine as it was due.

Thank God, middle of the night was uneventful.

He woke at 730am this morning after close to 11hours of sleep. I gave hime one more dose of nurofen to kill off the fever.

The boy had no appetite for breakfast, but ate a good portion of fish poridge for lunch. After his afternoon nap today, he felt feverish again. Sigh... one more dose of nurofen. Finished the bottle, now I have to check stock for paracetamol for tonight.

This round when William is ill, he is so much more cooperative and hardly laugai-ed, and easy to handle. I hope this shows his maturity as he grows. And even when he's sick, he never stops to assure me that he loves me. How sweet! : )