Sick kid

Last night I thought Aislinn would NEVER get to sleep. She wanted to be held, or more specifically, she wanted her head propped up on my arm. Her sinuses are draining, and her poor little voice is all scratchy and gravelly when she cries. Leo finally was the one to get her to sleep, but around 2:30 she started coughing and choking and then threw up. Even though I'd put a towel down on the bed for exactly this scenario, she managed to get it only on her pajamas and the comforter. Oh well...we stripped her yucky jammies off of her and took her to the bathroom to run a hot shower to help her breathe a little better. Pulled the comforter off the guest room bed. Took her temperature. Gave her more Motrin. Changed her diaper. Put her back to sleep.

Today Leo took Audrey to school for the third time in a row (he also took her the last time last week). I am pooped. Took Aislinn in to the doctor this morning and am armed with a prescription for an antibiotic in case the last lab results in Maryland come back with anything positive, or if treating her fever does not seem to help her feel better. She's now napping on the living room floor and Audrey is playing quietly in her room. I managed to throw a load of laundry in the washer this morning, but the yucky comforter is still moldering on the bedroom floor.

I probably will not get my night off this week. The best I can hope for is a solo trip to Walmart tonight.