It seems there's something being passed around our family. First it was the oldest, our 6 year old, who woke one morning completely stuffed up and barely able to talk. He was whiny and pretty boring to be around since he just wanted to watch TV and color. Then my husband got it. Coughing, sneezing... and whining and complaining. The "man cold" is always worse. Cough drops were everywhere, tissues filled the garbage, and antibacterial gel became my closest friend. I hoped the baby, only 7 months old, wouldn't catch it. He would be the most miserable. Turns out, he got it. And me? I feel the tickle. The tickle in my throat of something brewing. It feels slightly tight, and there's a sting when I swallow. Sick and pregnant, and dealing with a sick baby? Not my idea of fun.
The oldest was easy to care for - if he was thirsty, he told me. He can wipe his own nose and throw his tissues away. He kept himself occupied with coloring books and action figures under a blanket on the sofa.
But the baby? The baby can't do anything but look extremely pitiful, which makes me want to just snuggle him and hold him close until he's all better and climbing out of my arms.
And me? I don't get a sick day. I don't get to lay around and rest. I still have to take care of the laundry, the cooking, getting the oldest ready for and off to school. I have to make the bottles, and pick up the toys that are left behind. I still have to work too (luckily there's no commute or annoying coworkers)
But I want your tips (and I'm sure others will appreciate this) - how do you comfort your sick babies? How do you comfort yourself when sick?