Sleepy Thanks

Today was one of those days that alternated crawling and flying by. Mike is out of town, so it’s just me and Michaela. She started to show signs of illness last weekend and I’d sort of anticipated her being so sick I’d have to stay home one day; as it turns out, I was right.

Michaela had a rough night last night. She cried and coughed and tossed and turned (in bed, next to me). Throughout the morning, she mostly hung out on the couch watching television. We took a quick trip to Jamba Juice for a smoothie– helps her sore throat and is conveniently located next to a Starbucks for me– but otherwise, we were home all day. And except for that smoothie, Michaela didn’t really eat or drink anything until about 6 p.m. That is now I knew for sure she was sick!

Because Michaela was so lethargic, I was able to get a lot of work done today. I was on a conference call for nearly four hours in the morning while Michaela dozed. Today’s PBS pledge drive featured a James Taylor – Carole King special that knocked her right out!

By the evening, she was starting to feel somewhat better. Just in time to manage to fall out of one of our bar-height dining room chairs. While I was on the phone with someone from our next tax preparer’s office. “I have to go, I’ll call you right back!”

Bedtime was rough. She was back to feeling unwell, was missing her daddy and didn’t really want to go to sleep (even though she definitely needs the rest). Just after I tucked her in, she said, “Mom, I need a stuffed animal to snuggle with!” I went and got her one and in a super sleepy, tiny voice, she said, “Thank you.”

And just like that, it was a great day.