I think there is something wrong with my sweet baby. She hasn't slept good in a few weeks. I think she might have an ear infection. She has been stuffy and cruddy. And waking up every hour in the night.
I have the humidifier going and the Tylenol in full flow. But I hate to take her to the doctor in fear that he will tell me it is just me.
That I'm nuts.
But as the Mom.
I know.
She is just not herself.
Then. Today. The fever reared its ugly head.
As much as I don't want to wish sickness on my child.
I am glad. Cause I knew.
As the Mom.
She just wasn't herself.
So to end a lazy weekend full of Disney movies, HGTV, and Wii games we have a sick baby.
And a 3 year old on the verge.
{Sigh}
On a day several years ago. And just one baby in to this life. I would have set up shop to prepare for the fever. The sleepless nights. Not leave the house except for the doctor. Quarantine I would call it.
But not now.
Three kiddos in to this life....We go to the park instead. Cause Hell, she is already sick.
Horrible I know!
And BTW....I love THIS story. It makes me cry every time I read it. And I just love how beautiful she is.
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