
i know... sexy. don't you love it when you blow your nose so much you
accidentally rub off a good portion of your face? i know i do.
so, bird and i are sick. sick as crap. it's not fun. just when you think you kind of have a handle on this whole being
someone's mommy thing something comes up... this time it was illness.
i was talking to
kev today and asked him, "remember when i just drank a bunch of
NyQuil, mixed in some decongestants and just slept sickness off like a bad hangover? yeah... those days are long gone my husband."
bird and i are all stuffed up, can't hardly breathe hot messes. it absolutely breaks my heart to see her sick. she doesn't know how to blow her nose so while her precious face doesn't have
skid marks the inside of her little nostrils show some wear and tear from my boogie-plunging efforts. she's got little red rings around her eyes and every now and then a tear streams down her face. she's not crying... just tears.
the what to expect in the first year book said that there is nothing more sad,
vulnerable and pathetic than a sick baby... except that baby's parents. so true.
soooo true.
i took bird to the doc today just to make sure she didn't have the swine flu. cause
i'm cool like that. :) good news... she doesn't. yikes. give a first time mama a break, k?
we're running 101 degree temperatures - which is always really fun. except not really. i wish i could just take her sickness away.
i'd be double sick for double as long if i could. breaks my
stinkin' heart.
i asked her pedi if he would just admit both us... i have no idea what i'm doing and am feeling a little out of my league... he thought it was funny. i was serious.
so please... if you pray - please keep bird in mind. sick babies are just heartbreaking. :(