For Mother’s Day I got the gift of my baby’s first cold. I guess I should be grateful that it took almost nine months for us to hit this milestone, but after a sleepless night, I do not feel very grateful. Although maybe just a little grateful that I am at work while my husband attempts to work from home with a snotty cranky baby.
I feel like there is no possible way that bearddamnheroes and I come out of this not coming down with the cold too. I was sneezed and coughed on all night - he refused to sleep in his crib; he needed to cuddle.
Any tips from other CLT parents at surviving this?