Since I was sick and I have the most sympathetic baby ever she decided to wake up to eat 3 times and a few times in between. It was great.
Fast forward two days and I am basically better!
A few days more, I have a sore throat and my ears itch.
The next day, my throat hurt SO bad and I had basically completely lost my voice and I felt HORRIBLE.
Remember that sympathetic baby of mine? GROUCHY!!
The next day, which was yesterday, I still felt pretty awful, I was exhausted, and Olivia was surprisingly happy being independent most the day. So I closed the door that leads from the living room to the rest of the apartment and I laid down and fell asleep while she played. I woke up to her on top of me trying to pull my hair out, which feels great I might add, and saw the disaster she had created. She had pulled every book off the shelf and scattered them all over the room, all her toys were out, and she had gotten ahold of some junk mail and ripped it apart and it was everywhere! While it didn't take more than 5 minutes to clean up it was really surprising to wake up to.
A few hours later she was mad! She wouldn't take a nap and she was just a grouch. John got home and she was still grumpy, he started dinner and I tried to get her to go down for a nap again even though it was too late for a nap but she just screamed. Then we gave her some orange slices and John made me go lay down.
Being sick and being a mom don't really go together, especially with a baby. She needs/wants me all the time and doesn't understand that I'm sick. I'm just glad I have an amazing husband that will make me go take a nap while he takes care of things.
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