Spencer caught a virus last week. He was so sick. He ran a fever of 104 and eventually his mouth broke out into blisters. Spencer was such a trooper, though. His sisters helped take care of him and popsicles seemed to make everything all better. Once I knew that it wasn't something caused by ticks we had gotten when we went camping I wasn't worried.
It's so different with the second and third one. I remember when Kiley ran a fever for the first time how I fretted over her. I was sure she was going to have a seizure (which she didn't), and I was equally sure that I was doing everything wrong. I now have something that only experience can give you: confidence.