I'm on post 620 something on my other blog, but I finally made it to #100 here. Too bad it's not going to be an exciting and interesting post.
My baby girl is sick. Really sick. Thursday, early morning, maybe 4am, I ~almost~ took her to the Emergency Room because she just was having so much trouble breathing. But some Vick's Vapor rub, steam from a hot shower and some mommy's love, she sounded better and fell back asleep. The next day I called her pediatrician but they were booked, so I sent Tom to Urgent Care with her. The doctors said it was bad, but not bad enough for a breathing treatment. They were worried about pneumonia though, whatever the step is before pneumonia (this is what I get for sending my husband) and I'm taking the best care I can for her. I'm sick now too, but not bad, so I stayed home with her. Poor baby.
I have a very funny story about curse words, but I'm going to hold off until maybe my next post. For now, it's all about miss Allie.