So this was not a typical Thanksgiving for me since I stayed home part of the day with Grace. It was an odd feeling, I didn't know what to do with myself. You would think I would have made good use of the opportunity of having an almost empty house. But as much as I tried to accomplish something... anything... I was quickly reminded that I had a one year old that had no one else to play with and, of course, didn't feel well. Needless to say, I didn't get much done.
Well, I didn't get my house clean, and I didn't get my checkbook balanced, or do any laundry, or finish any of the many projects I have taking over the kitchen table. But I did get in some good cuddle time with my baby and that I can be thankful for more than anything on my to do list.
Too mushy for ya? OK, I'll get on with the story.
So now it's Sunday and the fever has slowly turned into a cold. Her sleep schedule is thrown way off because her cough wakes her up and then she just doesn't think she needs to go back to sleep. This morning she woke up at 5:45. I brought her down and lied with her on the couch until Courtney came downstairs (holding Grace) and woke me up. "Uh, does this belong to you?" I guess I wasn't paying her enough attention so she thought, "Well, Courtney will play with me, I'll go wake her up."
So ya know what happens to a baby when they wake up at 5:45? By 9:30 they look like this...
She looks pretty pathetic here, but it's mostly because she had just woken up (it might have been all the camera clicking.)
After she woke up a little she was back to her normal, happy self. She even ate (and wore) a good dinner.
5 comments:
OK, so was anybody with small children at church yesterday? Kaleb's sick too. We're such a close and sharing church family, aren't we? I hope Gracie gets to feeling better soon. Very pathetically cute pictures of her.
Isn't it wonderful that we share everything? I missed Grace last night. I sure hope everyone is feeling better soon.
There was only 2 babies in the nursery yesterday morning. I sure hope everyone is on the mend.
Poor Gracie. Chase can relate. His fever from the week before turned into two bottom teeth, and a pretty nasty chest cold that he is just about over. The same runny nose and cough. We took him to the doctor to rule out bronchitis/pneumonia...new parent thing. I hope she feels better soon.
Yup, we're joining the "sick baby" group, too. We should have planned a coffee get-together on Sunday morning, you think?
That first picture of her sleeping across the couch and the last with the spaghetti on her head cracked me up. And your journaling has come a long ways. Remember those days when you wouldn't touch journaling with a ten-foot pole?
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