Yes, you guessed it all three. My poor little Joel was the first to start coughing and have his nose dripping. Due to the massive amounts of fluid exiting his little face, it was inevitable that Larry and I would get it, too. Fortunately whatever we have is a VERY mild case of illness, but illness just the same. A little more tired...a little less energy. Tylenol is our friend.
Tonight my poor baby was feeling oh so sick that he fell asleep in my arms. Did you read that? HE FELL ASLEEP IN MY ARMS! It was so sweet and so pitiful at the same time. His little lip stuck out and even as he slept he had a look of pain on his little face. I know he is sick if he can fall asleep while I hold him. HE NEVER DOES THAT! Not since he was an infant. He does not fall asleep anywhere but his crib.
I'm hoping he sleeps through the night (that hasn't happened since he started teething) and feels a ton better in the AM. We shall see...
This is not a picture from today, but you get the idea.
