I woke up early in the morning crying fiercely. It surprised Mommy and Daddy because I had slept very soundly through the night so far. Daddy picked me up to calm me down and he instantly knew that I wouldn’t be making it to school today. I was burning up and he knew that I would not be well enough by school time.
The other night I woke up in the middle of the night and could not calm down on my own. Daddy had to rock me and sing This old man to me to get me to calm down and back to sleep. It worked, but it took a while. Tonight I didn’t want to be carried, but I still couldn’t calm down. So Daddy lay down on the couch with me and sang to me with me snuggly nestled in the crook of his arm. After a bit of tossing and turning, I found a comfortable position and went right to sleep.
It was a relief that I could get back to sleep, but Daddy was worried about my fever. Sure enough, when we woke up in the morning, my fever was still about 38.5°C (101°F). So Daddy had to take another day off to watch me. I’m sure he is torn because he knows he has to work but maybe is secretly happy to be able to spend the day with me instead.
We didn’t even bother trying to go to nursery school. Daddy didn’t even bother changing into his work clothes. This was a Friday off for both of us. My fever made me uncomfortable, but also weak so my tantrums didn’t quite have the same power as they did before. I took some medicine for my fever and eventually started to feel better and Daddy and I were able to enjoy our day together.