I really can't complain. Although Avery is a bad sleeper, she's a healthy bad sleeper. She's never really been sick, save for the few times she's barfed on me and other times she's had a stuffy nose. This morning I left for work and she was much clingier than normal. I thought it was typical as each weeks seems to get tougher and tougher for me to go. I even say the word "Auntie" and she starts sobbing. After lunchtime today, I had an email from my mom telling me to call my sister. She couldn't find the number to my school, and in typical Allison fashion, my cell phone was sitting and charging on the kitchen counter. At home. She called my mom to help, but my mom is in VA this week and couldn't do much.
Apparently Avery had thrown up several times and then had started to dry heave. My sister called the pediatric nurse who told her to give Avery a tablespoon of water every ten minutes. My poor baby.
All this to say, this is how I've spent the last few hours. Fortunately, my schedule was such today that I could leave at 2:30, so I came right home. We've had tablespoons of water and cuddle time ever since. She finally has dozed off laying on the floor, and my hip was killing me, so I had to get up.
My poor baby!
