Updated: Jun 15
I was woken by a little face just after 2am. He was scratching his little body all over and I jumped out of bed in a panic when I stroke my hand over his arms and felt the little bumps all over.
The early morning hours are really tough! Finding it really hard to open my eyes I found my way to the medicine cupboard in the kitchen. I looked down and found the little body next to me, just staring and scratching. I was worried!!! I grabbed a cream (gosh at that hour, any cream would do) and rubbed him everywhere. I filled his "milky" to the top and carried him back to my bed. It took me a while to fall asleep again - worry sneaked up on me. It felt like no more than 5 minutes when my alarm went off, gosh Mondays are the worst. Baby was fast asleep but I could see the terrible rash on the back of his arm sticking out the blanket. Worried, I made my way back to the kitchen and started my morning routine.
The doctor's verdict! As soon as it was a decent hour I called the doctor and made an appointment. We were there at 9:45am and waiting. Did I mention that we were waiting? About 40 minutes later and doing case studies of all the people in the waiting room we were called in. We were placed in an office and waited another 10 minutes. Now waiting with a three year old is no joke, but he was so good, which made me even more worried! Eventually and finally the doctor made his appearance. I explained the situation and he seemed worried when he saw Kelvin's arm. He quickly placed him on the bed and did a proper check up to make sure he wasn't missing anything. When I saw the grin on his face I knew something was coming that will make me smile, blush or embarrassed. (You know with kids this happens all the time.) He politely asked me if Kelvin used any sort of under arm roll-on recently? And there it was! That "oooooh" and "ah ha" moment. Kelvin found a travel size mens roll-on last week and I saw him play with it. I left him to it, he wasn't doing any harm. How was I suppose to know? His skin had an allergic reaction to the stuff and it landed up in a "mommy freaking out" kind of rash.
It's all good! Feeling relieved we went back home and on my way home I just chuckled to myself - God really has a good sense of humor and He really keeps me on my knees every day.