M has had this lingering cough for a few weeks now. Nothing too concerning,… just a cough cough cough with a tiny bit of snot every morning or so (we assume it’s from daycare?). It’s been steady, not getting worse, but not showing too many signs of getting better. Marlowe and I had a really nice weekend. She spent Friday night and some of Saturday with my parents. After, we enjoyed pasta and movie night together in the evening. Sunday was spent around the house, cleaning up… and for the first time ever… in her bike seat, actually enjoying a tricycle ride. But sunday evening, it all went down hill once the sun went down… she went to bed early, without dinner (her choosing, not mine), and woke up with a pretty intense sweat and fever. We’ve spent the past two days cooped up in the house of ours. We’re going on day three, and she’s showing major signs of improving. And luckily, my strength is returning, even though I’m still fighting this really intense pain in my throat and ears. Alex was around to help on Monday (it’s his new and only day off), he did much of the cooking, and some cookie baking too. We all switched off on falling asleep, complaining of boredom (I think sick days are the only time I wish I had a tv), and planning fun meals we could cook (but not actually cooking them). As the night went on, Marlowe’s fever spiked and we took her to a children’s after hour urgent care. She got some antibiotics, another good dose of fever reducer, and headed home. We drove by a heavily lit christmas-spirited street to see if it would lift M’s mood a bit and thankfully, it did… “the lights mama! it’s a party!” and ended the night with chips (it was a fat kid day) and a few bites of cookie (pretty much the only thing she would eat all day). Yesterday, it was back to normal, her and I, battling the sickness. I had a goal to make apple pie (for Marlowe, I’m not an apple pie fan), but my energy was lacking after soup making, cleaning up after myself, and a sick messy toddler (how do they get messier when they’re sick?). Today, apple pie might happen (and coconut milk ice cream too), fingers crossed my energy levels allow it. She’s feeling a lot better… and I’m working on it. Hopefully we can kick this cough and cold once and for all.