So Sun. afternoon, while the baby & I were napping, Dave went out shopping. Well, the baby woke up with fever, so I gave him Tylenol. Well, he started crying, a high-pitched cry like he was in pain. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, so I sat there crying with him for a bit.
Then he vomited all over the both of us. Well, at least I knew what was wrong. And remember the Pedialyte? Surely God had prompted me to put it on the shopping list! Dave came home soon after, with Pedialyte in the bag, and I was able to give it to my baby that evening. I love how God shows up!
P.S. My baby is now fine; he did vomit again yesterday, but he hasn't had fever since Mon.