My little girl is sick. 😦
The poor thing started running a fever this afternoon, and she’s just generally pathetic: flushed cheeks, slightly incoherent speech, lying down on the floor in random places…
But she’s a trooper, through and through. I’ve always considered her to be a particularly cheerful “sickie.”
I feel a little woozy, too: weakness, slight dizziness, inability to focus, a general sense of confusion…
So I took my temperature to see if I’d gotten whatever she has. No such luck; a beautiful 97.8°.
No, I’m afraid I’m just suffering from sheer exhaustion resulting from an overall lack of sleep. And that’s not nearly as pitiable as a fever.
But you can still pity me…you know, if you want to…
Ambling through Motherhood 