The whole family is fighting colds here. First L then B and I. I hate that L is not even 3 months old and is sick, I’ve felt we’ve been so careful, never taking him anywhere and only exposing him to his grandparents and the occasional visitor. But he seems to be recovering well. He still has some congestion, but he’s doing much better, which is great because I’m sure I got run down while I was getting up every hour at night to see how he was doing. It just broke my heart to hear him trying to breathe through all that congestion.
In the meantime, here’s my spikey haired kid, pre-first-cold. His nickname has turned out to be so appropriate!