Well, here we are... 940 at night. I cant remember the last time I was in bed this early... too bad I am not actually in bed... I am currently taking up residence in Boo's room because of her fever. I am worried, I would hate not to hear her if she woke up in the middle of the night and needed me. And this way, when I wake up the millions of times I wake anyways (thank you Ivan) at least I can check to make sure she is okay.
Nothing is worse than a sick baby. It's sad. And it is scary because they can't tell you what is wrong with them so it becomes this guessing game of treating random symptoms and praying to God they don't end up throwing up! As of now she is sleeping soundly. Almost teasingly, tempting me to go to my own comfy bed, but mommies don't just go to sleep when their babies are sick... so... the floor (well the mattress on the floor) it is. I just hate that feeling you get when you look at them and they are all sad looking, when you get that feeling of "I wish it was me, not her" hit you... reminds me of the nicu days...
I am hoping that tomorrow she is feeling better. I had to postpone my "it's my birthday so i can celebrate it a week early if I want to" celebration... and I wont be doing it tomorrow; even if she is feeling better. Nobody likes to go out and do things the day after feeling like poo.... maybe monday... maybe tuesday and we can also celebrate hitting 30 weeks pregnant! woohoo! We will see... i may be a creature of habit, but I don't plan for anything!

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