It’s taken almost five months, but it’s finally happened. Busby has her first cold.
The one snotty nostril appeared on Thursday; she seemed happy enough during the day – the usual 4pm teething scream, but nothing out of the ordinary. However, just as we were dropping off to sleep (obviously), we were woken up by a very unhappy baby who had snot streaming down her face. After a few rounds of Somewhere over the Rainbow she was starting to calm down, and then the mucus-vomit began. Yum. Parenthood is so glamorous sometimes!
After battling for three hours she eventually succumbed to sleep. She awoke on Friday morning in good spirits and spent the day snoozing, eating and smiling. I made sure she received above and beyond her daily cuddle quota! We even had mango puree for our weaning lunch to boost her vitamin intake.
Seeing your baby ill is never nice, but I’m impressed that we got to almost five months before this happened! I’m also feeling more confident about dealing with this now, as have previously been terrified of her being ill.