My poor baby.
She's been sick the past few days and it just breaks my heart to see her not feeling well.
One night, she woke up with the chills, shaking and with a really high fever. Now, I have dealt with high fevers before in my years as a nanny, so they don't scare me - but when her little body was shaking and her heart was racing...that made me really nervous. Just when we got calmed down, she threw up ALL over me.
I thought she was on the mend, but then tonight on our way to the last day of Sawyer's co-op preschool class, she threw up all over her carseat and herself. Pobrecita, bebe.
On top of all of it, she's got 3 molars making her gums swell like mountains and 2 incisors threatening to do the same.
It's a little hard to tell if her symptoms are just the flu, or complicated by the mega-teething. Neither of our kids have been bothered by teething...but my instincts tell me this round of teething is what has made our girl soooo sad.
I'd say the past 3 days have been the worst of her life, yet.
My usually smiley, giggly little monkey (I just love it when she wears her brother's hand-me-downs, like these pjs) is just not up for jumping on the bed. Soon, I hope!
The ONLY consolation of having a sick child is that they let you hold and cuddle them ALL day long, which makes for some sweet moments. I love to sing to her and stroke her pretty hair, and her cheeks. My little monkey...
feel better soon!