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Having a sick baby is no fun. Luckily, she feels good most of the day, but night time is horrible. She screamed and coughed all night with little cat naps or nursing sessions in between. When she woke up around 6, I tried to feed her and she screamed through it, so we came out to the couch, which is firmer. She ate for a bit, then fell asleep on my shoulder. She woke up screaming and coughing, I walked her around for about 30 minutes, rinse, repeat. She's back to dozing on my shoulder. I want to lay her down, make some oatmeal and dive into the last of my grading (of course I leave 3 essays as my final grading expedition) and start report cards, but I'm afraid to put her down. I can only say, I am brilliant in that everything I assigned this last week was multiple choice and thus easily graded. All I brought home were last-chance benchmark re-takes and of course, the essays I've been dragging around for weeks. One essay I need to grade in depth, one I just need to check the corrections were made, one I just need to verify that I agree with my partner's scoring and one more I forgot about is a credit only paper. It shouldn't take too long when I get down to it, but when my baby is screaming, I really don't care about report cards anymore. Nick has been so good with her this week. I feel bad that his first week home with her is full of sickies, but he really knows how to handle it. He's also got all sorts of projects and chores going at once. He's a much better house husband than I am a house wife. He helps me split the night time baby duties so both of us have a chance at normalcy the next day.
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