Hello Friday!
You know what guilt is? You really want to know? It's thinking your kid just has a cold and it turns out to be bronchitis. Now usually I am an over protective mother, checking his breathing with a mirror at night... but this time, I decided I was just going to sit back and chill. In the past, when the Kid's been sick, I will pretty much consider hailing a damn ambulance on the street and attaching myself to it a la Terminator 2. This time, oh this time, I was not going to be a paranoid, freaking out mommy. And yes, now I feel terrible. To be fair, the Kid has been on the mend for the last few days. Sure, there was a little wheezing and it was like living with a little gremlin, but I honestly didn't think he was that sick. Well, I WAS WRONG! The doctor prescribed an inhaler and I am starting to think it is making his cough worse because last night, at bedtime, he had an incredible coughing fit which almost sent me into the streets to commandeer a doctor... but of course,