My sick little baby...

I hate when my little girls are sick. I was hoping she'd be bouncing back by today, but it seems as though we've hit a small plateau. On Sunday night she started with a persistent cough and fever and now today, the cough is pretty junky, with a runny nose and a continued low-mod grade fever. I feel so bad for her, she's just not herself as evidenced by this photo of her passed out at noon time on the couch - she's usually tearing up the house at this time of day! 

Poor little Clara belly (yesterday)

I'm not one to rush to the pediatricians office, so we haven't gone yet, and I don't really have a reason to...yet. Yeah, she has a fever, a cough, but she's eating, drinking well and responding very well to tylenol and motrin, so for now, I'll just ride out the storm for another day or two here at home. 

Last night I let her sleep with me in my bed, and she slept okay...woke up a few times, but she settled easily and went back to sleep, but I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't exhausted. After skiing for the day on Sunday and caring for a sick, clingy Clara, I'm wiped out. Though, I have to admit, I do love the sweet, clingy Clara who just wants to love on her mamma! 

Right now, she's happily doped up on some motrin and tylenol and running around the house like she owns it. She's climbing the kitchen table and has a smile on her face. I hope she turns the corner really fast!