Today was an eventful day. We started the day going to the pediatricians. Josh got weighed, measured and poked with vaccines. He was doing fine until the shots. I can’t help it. When he cries with pain and I see his eyes well up with little tiny tears, I can’t help to get emotional too. I kept my smile on when looking at Josh and gave him a good hug afterwards to soothe him, but I think I needed the hug as much as he did.

This afternoon, after he woke up from his nap and had lunch and was great for an hour, then he was exceptionally cranky. I tried everything to calm him to no avail. So I resorted to a car ride. We ran an errand to buy greeting cards and pick up photos. Worked like a charm!

I was greeted by Rusty when I got home. By this time, I finally could no longer deny that I was coming down with a cold. My scratchy throat moved from the top back corner of my mouth down down into the back of my throat. My sneezing became more frequent and full of mucus. Rusty was great at feeding Josh a bottle and encouraging me to take some Tylenol. I got this idea that I’d prevent Josh from getting sick too by feeding him breast milk in a bottle from my reserves. Then I read online that was not a good idea. Kellymom.com is a great resource for breastfeeding moms. Damn if I do, damn if I don’t. Basically, breastfeeding while sick is the best thing a mom can do because it passes on the antibodies created to cure the sickness. Chances are, if he’s going to be sick from me, he’d become sick well before I knew it.