Norah Kate is still sick. She still has a low grade fever and is very congested with a runny nose and icky sounding cough. Our poor baby girl turns really red after every coughing fit. After a very rough night (Norah was up every hour and couldn't sleep on her back...she'd fall asleep upright in my arms and wake back up when laid down...I think she was having trouble breathing), we went to the pediatrician this morning. The good news is that it's viral and Norah will probably be feeling better soon. The bad news is we don't know how soon, so we're taking a wait-and-see approach to our trip this weekend.
I'd, personally, rather not fly when Norah's feeling bad. I feel like I've learned my lesson about air travel with a sick kid. If you'll recall, the last time Lolo and I went to Knoxville was for Vicki's bridal shower. Lo had been feeling bad for a few days prior but since she was the "hostess" for the shower, I didn't feel like we could miss it. Anyway, we went on the flight. Lo cried the whole time AND puked all over me and the guy next to us. Turns out, she had a raging ear infection. That little adventure scored lots of points in the bad mom column. (Although now that I'm thinking back, I don't quite recall how Jim got lucky enough to avoid this miserable flight AND the drive from he** from Missouri to Minnesota...let's just say, the man lives a charmed life).
Lolo has been very sweet. When I got her up this morning, I told her we were going to see the doctor because Norah didn't feel good. She proceeded to explain to me how doctors can make people feel better.
Anyway, we'll keep you posted about whether or not we go. We're pretty laid back about trips at our house. We usually don't pack until the night before or the day of the trip.
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