51/365 (Feb 20) Really Not Feeling Well

By Sunday afternoon, it had become quite clear the baby girl was experiencing something more than just a cough or a cold. Our little baby who normally hates her car seat with a passion, and insists on constant interaction either with us or with toys, had become the opposite. Suddenly she was fine with staying in her car seat and sleeping the afternoon away, even after the car had stopped and she had been moved inside. She didn't care to do much other than sleep - either in my arms or the car/car seat.

Here is my sweet baby girl sleeping in the living room, while in her car seat - 45 minutes after getting home:

5/365 Sick Babe....Finally Catching Some Zzzz's

After a long, long day of the babe being sick...seemingly not even a tiny bit better than when she started her medicine a couple days ago...a day that definitely challenged my mommy patience...a day that the babes stomach was so upset she couldn't take a nap no matter how hard she tried because she would get sick within minutes of nodding off (we're talking more throw up than I've ever seen in my life people- seriously, the US should employ use of sick babies as a secret weapon against the bad guys)...a day that she required more icky medicine that I wouldn't go near her with (I thank God for a husband who isn't squeamish and was home for a few hours tonight)...a day that I definitely shed a few tears because I had no idea what else to do...she has finally fallen asleep on my chest in the rocking chair. I finally had the opportunity to get a photo or two of her that didn't include baby tears or big blue eyes that look at mama as if to say, "You aren't doing anything mom....please help me."

My sleeping angel:



This wouldn't be my first choice of sleeping position, but hey...whatever the babe wants right now, the babe gets. Especially if she is benefiting from it by getting some much needed sleep.



Now the challenge of deciding when to try to move her so I, too, can get some rest.

3/365 Sick Baby

A few photos to describe the mood of our household today:

Mama, I don't feel good! Not even my favorite rainforest friends will help today:



Uh Oh! Ear infection. Must now take icky medicine:



Mama, please help me :(



Most of our day has been spent between the doctor's office and cuddling together. It breaks my heart to see her hurting and to have the look in her eyes that says, "Mommy, why aren't you helping me?" If only she was old enough to understand that I am, in fact, doing all that I can and that the medicine, although yucky, is helping as well.