A rough end to the first month

I have to say, our first few weeks with Abby were pretty great.  She has been such a mellow and easy going baby that her introduction into our daily lives was a breeze.  She only cried when she wanted to sleep or eat, and she did not seem too affected by the day to day craziness of 2 barky dogs and little boy that likes to yell random phrases like, "A whistle in your tummy and a poo in the pie!"  I had high hopes that we would have a lot to celebrate at her 1 month birthday . . . but then life had to throw a stick in the spokes of our stolen bicycle.  On May 20th, just 5 days shy of her first month, Abby had a fever that just wouldn't break.  It was nothing too serious and her temperature would linger around 100.7, but it was enough to raise concern for our little 4 week old girl.  Kelvey ended up taking her to the ER at our local children's hospital and she was quickly admitted due to her age.  From there, Abby endured a barrage of culture samples and tests including a spinal tap to test for meningitis.   Ugh, it makes my lower back twinge just thinking about it.  Kelvey stayed with her overnight while they waited for results to rule out various virus's and bacterial infections, and it was ultimately determined that she just had the enterovirus.  We were relieved, but Kelvey was absolutely drained from lack of sleep due feedings for Abby, hospital staff coming in and out of the room, and the stress of watching our little girl get poked and prodded.  I thought my first visit to the ER for Eli's croup was bad (see his blog for more info on the horrific x-ray tube they stuck him in), but I have a feeling Abby's visit was much more difficult.  What's worse is that even though Abby was discharged the next day, we were instructed to take her back when her fever popped up later that evening.  Thankfully the doctors decided to not do all the tests over again and they were sent home a little quicker.  Hopefully, this will be our only medical road bump for a while, but we have heard that younger siblings tend to get sicker more often due to older siblings bringing home more germs from day care and school.  Time to break out the gallon of Purell and bleach.