That's what it started out as, anyhow.
Or maybe it started out as that overreaching gastrointestinal microbe that threatened to make our family host Christmas in the crapper (literally).
Whatever the case, we had hoped it was just the residual effects of teething: Cranky, check; runny nose, check; low tolerance for just about everything that doesn't go his way. CHECK, PLEASE!
He hasn't got an ounce of patience for the hat that covers his eyes, or the four seconds it takes you to figure out that he wanted a bite of your toast, or the removal of any object from his hand ... even if all your doing is moving it to his other hand.
No. Patience.
And that's not like him.
As of today, even with his jamming both fists into his mouth and the visible protrusion of molars in his upper gum, it is apparent that he has a whopper of a cold now that the coughing and sneezing has set in.
Sure, he's still a whirling dirvish. He's still able to eat and sniffle and drink all in one fell swoop. (Well, unless there's a sneeze and the eating and drinking turn into spraying and splattering ). But he's still just a miserable, draining ball of phlegm.
I'm beginning to think winter and toddlerhood go together like a goldfish and snowshoes.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Just a little sniffle
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3 comments:
At 6 months our easy-going, little boy is starting the evil teething game. I forgot all about it as our girl is now almost 3. Is it senility or mercy that we forget labor pains, first teeth...?
Anyway, we're with you. Hope your little guy comes through it quickly.
With Annabel teething was mostly painless and included lots of drool and an occasional diaper rash. It ended with us saying:
"Wow, will you look at that! She has teeth!"
We seem to be catching the same cold over and over again. Sorry to hear of your teething woes. May the beginning of 2009 see the end of SFB. Lots of hugs.
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