Can I first just say that I love this photo? It is so far from being technically good--I mean, it's blurry, the focus was completely off, but her face? I just love it. I feel like she's kind already like, "Mommmmm, more kisses?!" And it makes me laugh ;)
I'm sitting here at my kitchen table, with my iced coffee...staring at my sleeping 15 month old on the monitor. I'm finally, after the last few days, feeling a slight sigh of relief.
I know this is ridiculous...kids get sick. And honestly? When I see other friends or bloggers dealing with some serious, serious issues with their sweet babies, I kind of want to slap myself. But then again, I remember that it's my job to care, it's my job to take care of her to the best of my ability...and it's my job to treat even the smallest of sickness with care. After all, she's my baby.
I should have known. The on & off fevers lasted for way too long. I didn't get her into the doctor in time before the weekend crept up on us. I hoped that if I wished whatever it is she was dealing with away that it would, in fact, go away. It was stupid of me--because it's always better to be safe than sorry. That is one lesson I've learned so far, if any.
But apparently I hadn't really learned my lesson...I guess. So last night? While I was up soothing my miserable little girl, and she started pulling and tugging at her ears while shrieking in pain--I knew we were dealing with ear infections. Again. And I wanted to punch myself in the face for not taking her to the doctor. She could have been getting antibiotics in her, sleeping better, and just not dealing with all the pain of infected ears had I taken her.
warning: image may break your heart.
|taken last night before bed.|
I got her soothed & calm--and back to sleep.
I crawled into bed at 5:45am and started to sob. It was probably from the lack of sleep the last 4 days, but I also just felt so terrible. And as a momma, all you want to do is take the pain from your baby. It's miserable.
I laid in bed and started googling on my phone for urgent care places. I couldn't imagine going another day (to wait for Monday) to get this situation resolved. After all, I'd already let it go on for too long.
Turns out, there are all sorts of Urgent Care options around for us. Funny how you don't really know until you look into it. And so first thing this morning we headed to a Doctors Express. And let me just tell you--we were treated like gold. They got us in immediately, made us a priority, even called our insurance company to see how they could work with us (didn't cost us a dime!), and most of all, treated Emeline so well.
My gut was right-- with a double ear infection and a prescription in hand, we left for the pharmacy.
Finding another resource for your family (for us, it was Doctors Express*) is SO relieving. I cannot praise them enough for a job well done and being there when a momma & child in need is, well...in need.
I'm hoping to see my peppy little into-everything little lady back soon. I miss her.
*I use their name because I fully know that the internet listens. It's a small place after all. I think that good customer service should be praised. So, kudos Doctors Express...because today? You were my hero.