What a week! It started off well. Monday, I had a babysitter for writing time and got to go take pictures with my friend Sarah. Tuesday, I left for my mom's house. My husband had a conference to go to, so the plan was to visit with my family, then meet him at the hotel on Thursday.
Well, Wednesday my daughter developed a high fever. 104.8! No walk-in clinic would see her, so I had to take her to the ER. An out of town visit to the ER with a 1 year old? No fun for anyone. I think Kira called the nurses "meanymeanymeany" quite a few times, as a matter of fact. Poor nurses. And after all the tests, the doctor could only say that she has a virus. Probably.
Yesterday, she did great. As long as she had her Motrin, she was playing and happy. The same this morning. So, I set out to meet my husband a couple of hours away. By the time I got to the hotel room, she had a fever again despite the Motrin. I gave her some Tylenol, and now she is resting in her playpen while I try not to panic.
As far as I can tell, traveling with a baby is a bit like playing roulette. There's just no telling what will happen. And we have a road trip coming up in a couple of weeks.