Our sweet little man is now 8 weeks old.
In one sense it seems such a short time but in another it already seems hard to remember what life was like without him here.
8 weeks was how old James, Calum & Alasdair all were when their eczema started. James' was a moderate sort of eczema, seeming bad enough at the time, but Calum and Alasdair's went from nothing to severe pretty quickly.
8 weeks old and here is our beautiful wee Fraser....
It looks like he is going down the same road as all but one of his brothers.
I had him at the doctors on Wednesday as his forehead was so sore looking and he had angry red patches on his chest and the top of his back too. Our doctor is wonderful, in my opinion, and so sympathetic. He remembered Alasdair being just the same and looked up the treatment the dermatologist had prescribed for him after his hospital stay when he was 3 months old. He was also more than happy to refer Fraser straight on to dermatology if that was what I wanted.
I was happy to see how things go over the next few weeks first.
So, the little man has his first ever course of antibiotics as the doctor was almost certain he had the beginnings of a skin infection. He is such a good boy at taking them too. I remember his brothers gagging on the medicine when they were a similar age but he takes it quite happily!
I must admit I felt rather disheartened for a little while on Wednesday when we came back from the doctor. About the thought of our beautiful wee man having to go through what his (equally beautiful) brothers have. He has been such a contented wee soul and I wondered whether that would change if his skin became so sore.
Then I read about someone who's 6 month old baby was due to have heart surgery that day. That kind of put things into perspective a bit!
And Alasdair was actually pleased to hear that Fraser has eczema as he said, 'he's just like me!'
So I suppose that, hard as it might get for him (and I'm praying that he doesn't get anywhere near as bad as Calum and Alasdair did!), he has plenty brothers (and a daddy) who have been through it all too and can empathise with him.
The patches on his back and chest have cleared up a lot and his forehead is looking better than it was.
And so far he has remained the contented, smiley wee thing that he was before all this started.