{ under the weather }

Little Miss has not been feeling well this week.
It all started off on Monday night with a fever and tummy ache.
Tuesday, more fever. Trip to the doc. Diagnosis of "virus".
Translation: Nothing we can do.
Wednesday, more fever.
My poor baby!
We have been doing lots of this.
And watching lots of these: And THANK GOODNESS for this ...which singlehandedly saved Hannah's bedroom rocking chair from a trip to the curb after a not-so-pleasant morning of upset stomach.

Hannah has been home sick now for the better part of three days.
This means that I have also been home for that length of time.
Home...and not at work.
Luckily I have a very understanding boss and wonderful co-workers.
But I only work three days a week as it is!

Mommy guilt is the WORST.
The cycle goes like this:
Feel guilty for working.
Feel guilty for staying home with your sick kid.
Feel guilty again for thinking work is anywhere near as important as your child.
Then feel guilty some more for being a bad mommy.
It's vicious.

I can't say that I had an appropriate level of compassion for working moms before I was one.

Here's hoping Little Miss turns the corner soon!