in sickness and in health...

Turns out Aria did get sick. A really bad cold. Super stuffy nose, bad cough, slight fever. This all started on Friday. We woke up that day and we could tell that Aria wasn't feeling well. Hosie had a trip to Santa Rosa planned, and we debated all morning whether or not she should go. She finally decided to take her. I couldn't go because I had to work all day Saturday.

She was planning on staying until Sunday, but she cut their visit short because Aria got worse. She didn't sleep well while traveling - missed some naps and had a rough night sleep Friday night. When they got back home Aria was noticeably happy to be home, but she slept really badly last night too... so she's been awake off and on all night for two nights running, and tonight doesn't look like it's going to be any better. She's so tired all the time but can't sleep because she keeps snorting and coughing herself awake. And she's started moaning & whimpering, this ultra-pathetic "hmmmmmmmmmmmmm" that's nearly always at the same pitch.

Needless to say, we're all running on less than empty now... ugh.

While we're on the tragic, Aria had her first big encounter with pain a few days ago too. She was standing up on my lap (with my assistance, of course) while I was sitting on the couch, with her back to me. She executed a truly inspired lunge that caught me completely off guard, and she majorly face planted right on my bony knee. Got a little fat lip. Man did she scream and scream, definitely the loudest we've ever heard from her. Scared us a lot.

Ohhhhh yes, and did I mention the TEETHING? Oy vey, I have decided that teeth are the root of all evil and we should have been designed to eat everything through a straw from the get go. Sick baby + teething = one shitty day and that's all there is to it.