Being home sick from work is so much different when you a baby:)
Today I finally had to admit that the “throat sickness” I’ve been fighting for nearly two weeks was not, in fact, getting better.
I was sort of fine as long as I didn’t have to talk. Or swallow.
Hartley loves reading books. Sometimes 5 or 6 back to back. I couldn’t bring myself to turn her away. So I read…in a whisper. By the end she was whispering, too. I wonder if she wondered why that was Mommy’s new thing….sweet girl:)
A shot and a couple of prescriptions later I feel (at least mentally) like I’m going to get better.
And when I do- I won’t take the ability to talk…or swallow..for granted:)