We all seemed on the road to recovery with just lingering coughs and runny noses, which are annoying enough; but then on Wednesday Anthony suddenly had a fever again and spent the day moaning miserably in my arms. So Thursday we went to the doctor and sure enough he has an ear infection. The last three days have been very long stretches of me holding Anthony while he moans and screams or snores and sleeps fitfully. There have been a few stretches where he was willing to crawl around and play; but they have been short lived. He is a most unhappy little baby. (Who is on the verge of walking, by the way. He’s taking six or seven steps at a time between the couch and the coffee table.)
I’m really not looking forward to Monday, when I have to make an appearance for jury duty at 8 am. Why oh why did I not postpone it until later in the year?!
There is so much I want to write; but it will have to wait until I no longer have a sick baby.