Dani's had a rough few days. She couldn't keep anything down yesterday, and had a low grade fever. By midnight, her temp was about 102, and she could not sleep. She was up, in my room just miserable, until about 4am when she finally got a few hours of sleep. And that means, I got even less, as there was a Tommy feeding after Dani finally slept. Welcome to the house of zombie. The fever, slightly lower, raged on today, and she was out of sorts, exhausted, and still pukey. No signs of a cold or anything else. So Daddy told her yesterday that it must be a stomach bug.
(No wonder she couldn't sleep, she was probably scared of the bug...thanks Big Man.)
Tonight, after she puked up her dinner, while snuggling with me, she told me that she was ready to get the bug out of her tummy. "I just want myself to feel like myself again," she insisted. I wrote that one down so I wouldn't forget it!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, everyone else is great. Tommy climbed the stairs today! He also said "ut oh, spaghetti o" mimicking Tori in his mumble speak. Adorable!