Nothing says fun on a Friday like a baby with a temperature of 105. Now that’s impressive. I thought she was catching the norovirus that’s been going around, but she definitely isn’t. I took her to the pediatrician today who did bloodwork, which came out normal, and I’m taking her back tomorrow for a once-over. But boy, is she cranky. I spent most of the day just rocking her and holding her while we watched Sesame Street. I know she’s really sick when she tolerates being held for more than 30 seconds at a time. And then we watched General Hospital together but I guess that is neither here nor there.
So, I gave her a bath and put her to bed and she’s sleeping, but I’m pretty sure she’ll be up from 2am - 4am like she was last night. If that’s not fun then I don’t know what is.
Not exactly how I had planned to spend this Friday evening, but the bright side is that we’re getting sushi and opening a bottle of wine. See? There’s always a bright side. Until I have to hold Charlotte down tomorrow while she gets some more blood work done. Perhaps I should wait until tomorrow to open that bottle of wine.