Deathly Ill

I'm sick as can be with a nasty head cold. Luckily I have this little sweetie to hang out with. I had no idea how I could possibly be sick and still take care of her, but I had nothing to worry about, really. She's surprisingly empathetic and understanding for eight months old. We underestimate babies, I'm afraid!

If this is what Coco had last week, I feel so sorry for the little sweetie! This is the worst headache I've ever had and it pains me to think that I stopped giving her paracetamol after her fever went away. Poor baby!

We had a surprisingly wonderful day together, all things considered. I learned today that she is happy just to be near me, even if I'm flat on my back and miserable. She played with her basket of toys and chirped and talked while I dozed nearby. And then we had two very long, very snuggly, very cozy naps together. I love being with my baby girl. Thank you, Coco, for being so loving and sweet. xo

Have a great weekend and see you back here Monday.