The Great Snot Invasion of April 2007 has worked its way through the baby and is happily laying waste to the parents. Dennis and I are both sick now.
Isaac got through it rather well, considering it was his first cold ever. The snot-sucker was not exactly greeted as a liberator, but it was tolerated.
I also got another lesson in stupid expectations; I thought that a Good Mama™ would hold and cuddle her sick baby, so I tried to keep Isaac close to me. Apparently, Isaac didn't get the memo, because he did not have any interest in being held. He fussed on my chest, fussed on Dennis' chest (which is usually the Magic Daddy Chest sedative), and then I set him down in his bouncy chair and he immediately started smiling. FINALLY, mama! Give me a little peace so I can chew on my fist and deal with dissent in my rabbit army by putting their ears in my mouth. Yet another reminder to parent the baby I actually have and not the imaginary one who does everything by the book.
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