I had been to work for just over an hour on Monday when my sitter told me that my daughter was warm and not acting like herself. So I went home to find a smiling child who wanted to play and eat. As the morning progressed, her temperature got a bit higher and she stopped playing.
This is her third go round with not feeling well. I’m definitely not complaining, in 15 months she has only been ill three times. And by ill I mean a slight fever and a little bit of vomit, with the fever going away with a little Tylenol & some rest or all on its own. I consider us very lucky!
My only complaint is that she hasn’t been herself. She tries. With every energy burst, she’s quick to try and play. Unfortunately, there also comes a quick realization that she’s not feeling well yet, so she starts to whine. I’m pretty sure she hates being sick way more than I feel bad for her.
We have been enjoying the large amount of cuddle time that comes with her being sick. That is a bonus. Although, I would give up all this extra cuddling for her to be 100% back to her normal fun, lively self.
Today has been a day of cuddles and watching Disney channel. We don’t let the kids watch too much television, but I find no problem making an exception when they’re feeling under the weather. Plus, the weather just makes it a cuddle-up-with-a-blanket-and-watch-some-tv kind of day.
Hopefully today is the end of this battle with illness. Her temperature has been normal since early morning. And she’s been resting. So, here’s hoping!
