“Mmmmooooommmm” is what I awoke to this morning. My poor baby girl has been fighting a cold, but thought we were over the worst of it. I guess not. Sure enough, at 5:00am she had a temp of 102.
While it is always hard to juggle schedules and figure out who will call in sick, my husband and I made our plan. I would take today off, and he will make arrangements to take off tomorrow, if need be.
Luckily, my work load today is something I can reschedule. So, here I am refilling her water bottle, checking on her way too often, getting her snacks she just picks at, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.