One sick little girl
What a long night...
In Alyson's 18 months of life this is the sickliest she has ever been. Between the coughing, throwing up, fever and unable to sleep...she is one sick little girl. She's been one healthy girl so far...never seeing the pediatrician outside of regular check-ups but if she is not better in the morning, I think we might have to go to the hospital.
I know its something every parent goes through, but boy does it break your heart to see your little one so sick. Its been a long night for her mother and I. About the only silver lining I can see is this. Alyson has been finding her independence lately so being rocked to sleep is something she does not like to do anymore. Last night though she did not mind it at all. Neither did I...technically she's a toddler now, but she'll always be my baby girl.
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"