I hate being sick....

especially with a little one to care for.  Tuesday was such a day....some kind of fever started in the morning but with some advil it seemed to lift.  I had scheduled a dentist appointment for Matteo, his first, he did great....to see if there was anything out of the ordinary with his molars that are coming in....he got his first 4 molars without difficulty but these next four are giving him some trouble for sure....two have come through but only one fully and the two top ones are about to break through...so he has been in pain....but all is normal....
  Well I had promised Matteo we would go shopping for underwear, preferably some Thomas ones, after our dental appt. and we got to the mall about two minutes after a horrific storm....managed to keep Matteo dry, but I got wet. After we got the shopping done because of the rain, we decided to stay for dinner and it was at that point that I started to feel achy again and feverish. We got home in time for me to get Matteo ready for bed, then the nausea started, and some vomiting....of course this scared Matteo...........though he has vomited lots and never gotten scared, seeing mommy like this must have been frightening.  Somehow I felt a bit better and managed to get him into bed with his bottle, though no stories....he went to sleep and I hit the bed but not before letting my sister and a friend know the shape I was in. I was certain I just needed to sleep it off but they were on alert to help if needed...I was just glad Matteo was asleep.....all this to say, it is an awful feeling being so vulnerable and having another vulnerable wee one depending on you. The timing here worked out in that by about 10, the nausea lifted and I was able to take some medication for the fever.....and Matteo managed to make it through the night too. Whatever bug this was I continue to pray Matteo doesn't get it too, so have been trying to  be extra vigilant with cleaning etc...from the fever, nausea and vomiting it moves to a very sore throat and headache....today a bit of the sore throat is left but a far cry from Tuesday night. It came out of nowhere and has not lasted long....but my biggest fear is being sick when Matteo is sick, and this is my second fear, being sick myself....
  For now I'm praying for a healthy and happy long weekend as in this home we've both been having a rough time....

 This is a photo of Matteo taken the day before, on Matteo's 26 month birthday, when his mommy wasn't sick and instead was able to be silly and get him to laugh a lot.