I’m finally feeling a bit better, but I’m still congested and coughing up crapola. I didn’t take Claire to daycare yesterday because, ahem, I gave her her first cold. Poor baby! There’s nothing quite as pitiful as hearing a baby cough and struggle to breath through a congested, running-like-a-faucet nose. It’s so ironic that I was worried about kids in daycare making her sick when I made her sick for the first time. Oy. At least she went almost 11 months before getting any illness, though. Yay for mama’s milk!

I hope that she follows my pattern and starts to feel better after 2 days. For now, she’s sleeping and that’s a good thing. We’ll see if I have to chisel my way into her nostrils when she wakes up like I had to this morning. Poor snot-nosed baby.