My poor kid is sick again.
This time it’s cough, green snotty nose and fever.
I will be calling the pediatrician as soon as they open at 8:00. (Yeah, time change? Fuck you.)
I feel like we have been cooped up in the house for weeks. I feel like we can’t go anywhere, because he might get someone else sick… or worse, get another germ.
We continually have to find alternative arrangements for childcare, because I can’t miss work and I don’t want Ronan handing off his nastiness. No one ever really explains to you how stressful it will be to find someone to care for your kid if you don’t have family around to help.
I don’t even know what else to write. Ronan coughs himself awake all night, and it makes me want to cry. I feel so helpless and useless. And I’m terrified of catching it myself.
I hope he gets better soon. I’m ready to not have to deal with this for a few days. Or weeks.
