Yeah, I know. Gross. But that one word pretty much sums up the last 2 weeks with the Kikster. She has had a persistent cold over the last two weeks that has kept us busy in the Kleenex department. Then came the pink eye. Then the sad and sleepless nights (and one LOOOONG weekend!)
When her daycare called yesterday to say that she had developed a cough that was waking other kids, we knew it was time for a trip to the doctor. One sinus infection diagnosis and a dose of Amoxacillin later, she was a much happier baby.
I have to say, this is one part of parenting that I really despise. Yes, I dislike the runny noses and the sleepless nights, but mostly I hate not being able to ask what hurts, to tell her I can make it better, or even to know what is making her so very sad.
Needless to say, when she perked up a bit yesterday, I was quite happy. She and I were sitting on the bed while she played and I tried to put her PJs on. Try as I may, the playing won out, but not before I got the PJs around the top of her head. When I gave up, I thought she would surely pull them off, but she seemed to take delight in her new hat. As she giggled, I giggled in response, which made her giggle more...and you get the idea. Ray captured our fun together.
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