My baby has a cold. And it came out of nowhere. It’s not really anything more than a run-of-the-mill cold, but it’s Jaia’s first and my first time as a mama with a sick baby. Not fun. Her nose is running a wet, sticky, gooey marathon and her cough sounds like that of a 70 year-old smoker. For a first time, it’s a doozy.
I feel so bad for her. She’s reacting like any of us would. She’s clingy and whiny and frustrated at all the extra gunk hanging out in her sinuses, but unlike everyone else over the age of 2 or 4 (or whatever), there’s nothing she can take to make herself feel better. We just have to wait it out. And I don’t think ‘patient’ is a word I would often use to describe an 11 month-old (or her mother).
This is gonna be a long night. Poor little stuffed up bean.
rachel Edwards - That is WAY beyond cute.