Last night Baby and I went to sleep. Nothing unusual. Little did I know it would be a night to remember since the poor little thing got the worst congestion and was so very fussy. I desperately wished I could suction it out of her but instead, she fussed and I did everything I could to comfort her. Finally around 5:30, things started getting better and by 6, she didn't sound wet/juicy any more. I still called and made a pediatrician appointment to rule out pneumonia. I'd rather look dumb and have it be nothing than risk "my" sweet medically complicated girl being sicker than I realized. Around 6:20 a.m. I called the home visit person for today to cancel. She called me shortly after the designated time to meet and she didn't get the message before she drove to my house. Oops! I felt major foster mommy guilt. Then it was a pickle trying to find a date in my crammed schedule this week. We settled on Friday after Baby's biomom visit.
Today still has a photo session, lots of reading homework w/Shelby, the boys coming home from wrestling, an early dinner, a former respite client coming over to meet the baby, shopping at Wal-Mart, etc. There's nothing better than realizing you're out of bread (well, fresh/not stale) until you're trying to make sandwiches in your sleep deprived state!!!
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