He woke up at 2am and felt like a little ball of fire. I went to bed with him. He tossed and turned until 5am, when he puked. His fever immediately dropped and he went right to sleep after that. Poor guy has felt bad all day. He just feels "warm" now, not raging-fever. He insists on clinging to me as much as possible. I hate to see him like this.
Call #1 from my mother - my uncle (on the McRacky side) has stage I prostate cancer. Boo!
Call #2 from my mother - my great-aunt (on mom's side) finally died this morning. Rest in Peace, Aunt Dot. You will be greatly missed :(
Call #3 from my mother - is it ok if she and my dad go to Philly for my sister's birthday/easter weekend? Um, I really don't care.
So yeah. Lots on my mind today. Nothing I can do about any of it, other than hold my boy.
I made 2 diapers yesterday. I need to make the final one today. Well, "want." I probably won't get to. Using my new machine is like learning to sew all over again (because I'm oh-so-experienced you know). These fanci computerized sewing machines just operate differently than my ancient mechanical Singer. It's an awesome machine, and I can't wait until we become one - I'll be cranking out all kinds of fancy clothes!
clock ordered Burda World of Fashion magazine for me for VD. Have to wait another month or so to get my first issue.
The boy is "done" with lunch, so I must go. I can see another hour or two of snuggling on the couch coming up.
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