So we learned something new about the little one this weekend, and that is that she is not one to curl up in bed when she is sick - nope, she wants everyone to share in her misery. The poor thing has had a fever and congestion for a few days now. Saturday night she had trouble breathing and was up crying at 11, 1:30, 3:30 and 5, and finally Julie took her out in the car for a drive when the sun came up at 6:30. She had a good long nap in the car then until we brought her to the doctors' at 11. The doctor thinks her fever is just due to her cold and nothing more serious. Hopefully that is the case - she wasn't even interested in her beloved swing time last evening, let alone eating anything substantial or playing with her toys.
My strong suspicion is that she caught something while spending last Monday through Thursday in daycare last week. This affirms my belief in two things: (1) parents who knowingly bring their sick children to daycare should be subject to criminal prosecution; and (2) we are very lucky to have Julie's Mom to care for Jocelyn (and the Cashew when he/she arrives) during the day when she retires from her nursing job at the beginning of November. Obviously kids come into contact with disease in many different settings, but I'll be very happy when we're able to limit her exposure to reading hours and play dates. Yes, I am overprotective, and not ashamed to say so.
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