Our First Fever

Well, poor baby Bree caught whatever virus Justin and I have been battling for the last week. I dropped her off at daycare yesterday and she felt a little warm, but didn't actually have a high temp yet. Sure enough though, by 11:30 when Justin stopped by to drop off her Zantac before heading to work, she had a 100.4 fever and was not herself. The little sweetie wouldn't smile, laugh or do anything other than snuggle up to whoever was holding her. Rose, her teacher, said she was holding on to daddy's finger so tight and when he had to leave to go to work, she cried as soon as he was out of sight. Poor baby just wanted her daddy and mommy!

I took her in to the doctor and by the time we got there later in the afternoon, her fever had come down and she was feeling much better. She's still not 100% today but the fever hasn't returned and she's getting a lot of cuddles and naps today to help her finish getting over this bug. Thankfully, I'm able to work from home, although its not that easy to do when she's needing the majority of my attention. Now, if I can just get to feeling better, life would be back to normal.