Friday, November 18, 2011
I heard the dreaded words..."you have a viral infection".
Earlier this week I started feeling sick. Of course with a three week old baby in the house I practically ran to the doctor's office so I could first learn what ailment I have and secondly GET RID OF IT. All I could think was I hope my baby doesn't get sick. They did an x-ray, gave me some type of gas through a mask, and pumped me with steroids and antibiotics. According to them my body was handling the viral infection so we just needed to address the bacterial infection brought on from the viral infection.
I rarely get sick and when I do I am the worst person to be around. This time it's a little different because I badly want to be around my baby and love all over him. Unfortunately, I can't do that because of this stupid viral infection. Strange thing is, and I am not ashamed to admit this, I've been thinking to myself that I would like a small break from baby duty. I've been so exhausted lately with taking care of my cub that the idea of a small break was becoming more and more appetizing by the day. Now here is a doctor telling me that I need to minimize my interaction with my baby until I am feeling better and this made me sad. I didn't want to minimize my time with my cub. I'm confused!!! Basically I need to rest or have some small me time but the thought of being away from him is a little scary. I haven't spent time away from him since he was born. The hospital we chose doesn't have a nursery, so he was with us in the room the entire time. I do think it's time though. My younger sister and I are going to see Breaking Dawn Part 1 tonight. I think this small outing will be good for me. The cub will be home with Papa Bear so no worries right?
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