Wednesday we experienced our first panic over the health of Alexandra. We were getting ready to feed her and Gwynne suggested that she looked awefully pale. After comparing her present status to some pictures from earlier in the week, I agreed. I took her temperature and it was approximately 1 degree below normal. She was also acting a bit lethargic for her "normal" state of being awake. Both of us worried we called the doctor to get her in for an emergency sick visit. By the time we got to the office Alexandra's color had returned and the doctor could find nothing wrong. Turns out...she was cold.
Despite being well dressed, she just needed a little more. Gwynne and I joked that when we arrived there would be nothing wrong and that we would have suffered from a new parent over-reaction. Turns out, thankfully, we were right. It is silly what lack of sleep and nerves will do to your common sense. Being outdoor people, we know what it looks like to be chilly and how to fix it. Perhaps if we had been outside, we would have been a touch more rational. Then again, maybe not.
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