I should have known it was inevitable, but I caught the virus HJ had. It started Monday night. I was feeling decent, and all of a sudden I felt like I was getting something. Within an hour, I had a fever. My fever has stayed between 100-101 since Monday night. I also have a body shaking cough, and no appetite what-so-ever.
Monday night, I was unable to throw dinner together since I felt so horrible. HJ made himself a peanut butter sandwich and washed an apple, while I laid on the couch. Around 7:45, I told him I needed to go to bed. I got him ready for bed, turned the sleep timer on my tv and said, “when the tv turns off, it’s time for bed”.
Last night was a repeat.
HJ has put himself to bed for 2 nights in a row. The poor kid is taking care of his mama. I have been too exhausted to do much of anything, so I am so relieved my baby has been able to take care of himself. Now, I just need to get better!