Ina is sick.
But this time, she is big-girl-sick. No more only sniffles, coughs, ear infections, or fevers.
Well we have that, but we also have lots of stuff coming out of both ends.
Yesterday morning I went to get her out of her crib and the smell of her room almost knocked me over. Poor girl had been sleeping in it.
After a few more episodes in the morning, she seemed to perk up a little but pretty much slept on either Dan's or my chest all day long.
Then night came. And her fever came. And more vomit came.
Dan and I took turns consoling her most of the night.
I just thank God she is drinking water. More like chugging.
Having a sick baby is hard. I want to make her feel better but I don't exactly know how. I try to make her laugh by playing peek-a-boo, but after a few giggles her head falls back to my chest with exhaustion. Her eyes look up at me and I swear they are asking, "What is wrong with me? Why can't you make this better?"
I am praying for this to be more of a 24 hour bug than a 48 hour bug.
Here's to less coming out of both ends today.