Last night, I was the one in the bathroom "bowing to the porcelain throne." Ryan can sleep through babies crying, phones ringing, you name it. But this? This he ALWAYS hears, no matter how quiet I am.
Jacob wouldn't nurse before bed last night. His nose was so stuffed up that he just kept turning away crying. He had a 102 fever. This morning, it was 103-something, so we have a pediatrician appointment at 11:45. I really don't feel like going anywhere today in my condition, but I know we should. Hopefully, everyone is OK.
Is this how every winter will be until there are no more little kids in the house? Because this? While I feel like this? This is hard.