Am I the only mom out there who actually enjoys a sick baby?
I know, this sounds bad, but hear me out. C is a little feverish and congested, nothing to be too worried about. It's just enough to make her tired and cuddly, just enough to force me to slow down and take care of her. She doesn't want to jump out of my arms as usual, doesn't squeal or shriek, simply she rests her little tired head on my breast and closes her eyes when she's done nursing. Soon enough the fever will be gone and she will want to crawl and grab that kleenex I left on the floor, climb on my not-yet-unpacked suitcase and laugh hysterically. I can't wait. But in the meantime, it's quiet here, and I enjoy the cuddles.
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