The day before it hits
Abbie has been sick for about a week now. It started out as a runny nose, and watering eyes - nothing too bad. She's had a smile on her face and been laughing the whole time. This can be a real treat after she's sneezed, the boogers are streaming on to her chin - but she still wants to give you a kiss. Kisses at this age means she opens her mouth real wide and plasters her face against yours. As gross as it sounds, I think it's cute. Anyway, on Sunday she started to get quite cranky and began to earn her nickname we've always wanted to give her but never could - Crabby Abbie. On Monday, we noticed she was running a fever and took her into the doctor. It was a typically doctor's visit, nothing we can do, get lots of rest/fluids, etc. That night, after her afternoon nap, she was back to her happy ol' self again and it was hard to believe she still had a fever. Yesterday it was the same thing, smiling happy kid with a fever (100-101). Then last night, I started to feel it. You know that feeling in the back of your nose when you know you're getting a cold. It sucks, you know it's coming - and you're pretty much helpless to get rid of it. You pound down the Orange Juice, throw down some Vitamin C - and hope for the best. But I know it's coming... it's just a matter of time. Getting 5 hours of sleep last night will surely escalate the process...
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