The last few days have been full. Full of life. On Tuesday I decided to try to push our holiday travel plans up a few days. This meant laundry, finding a cat sitter, figure out work stuff, packing, shopping, etc. So on Thursday morning hubby and I pulled out of the driveway with only three and half hours sleep!
We drove to Seattle (about an hour and a half) to see “The BFG” by Roald Dahl put on by the Seattle Children’s Theater. Which was fabulous, as they usually are! My two school age daughters enjoyed it immensely and the baby slept. I had an inkling she wasn’t feeling well. No fever, but a low throaty, hoarse voice. After the show we had lunch at the Seattle Center and went on to spend the afternoon at the Pacific Science Center. It was perfect on a miserable, rainy, Thursday afternoon. We almost had the whole place to ourselves! (We home school by the way.) But by 4 o’clock hubby and I had headaches, were totally exhausted and we had a cranky baby.
We decided to stay the night in Seattle and make the 3 hour drive on to Vancouver, WA the next morning. I am so glad we did. Because now I have a truly sick baby. So much for our relaxing vacation, but more than that…I hate there is nothing I can do for her. We are running the humidifier, giving her tylenol, and trying to make sure she stays hydrated, but watching her cry this totally miserable cry makes me want to cry too! I know it will be gone soon, but right now it is consuming!
