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I just had to create a sick baby tag. :( I hope I don't have to use it much! Poor Miss E is feeling so little and sad and she has no idea what's going on, which just makes it sadder. I feel like a horrible mother. I know that it's not my fault that my kid is sick but I can't help but feel like it's my job to make sure she doesn't get sick, so I failed. M just snorted and said that I was totally right, we might as well have just started taking her to daycare after all, and I can just go ahead and call my job and say I've changed my mind. Which, I've just found out that they have posted my job now and I am no longer qualified for it. This makes me laugh.

Anyway, the ped office said to give her saline drops and come in on Friday if her cough isn't better. Of course I had to call but I was pretty sure they wouldn't want me to bring her in. As for me, the allergist gave me a prescription for a cream that I actually have from last time he prescribed it--I just didn't know if it was safe for me to use it while breastfeeding. He also gave Evelyn a Nasonex bumblebee. He is such an odd duck. He tried to give me samples for things I didn't need and I said no. After I left, I wished that I had taken them because I do have a friend who might have been able to use them. We'll see how it goes.. I am sick to death of the stupid itchies.

My cousin and I made a pact that we would never be with men who played guitar, ever ever. Her fiance, the father of her child? Plays guitar. And what is my husband doing right at this moment? Tuning a freaking guitar. Luckily, he is not intending to pick up playing. He just built it for his sister for her thirtieth birthday--he strung it up last night.. kind of a big deal for him. He needs to add the finish and he'll be done--hopefully he'll have it finished before his parents get here next month so they can take it to her. M is kind of an interesting person. :)