Don't you love it when you catch the illness your baby had, so you find out a few days too late why, exactly, your baby was so fussy?
I alluded to the fact that we'd had a bout of screaming gas that reminded us of Pumpkin's newborn days. Last night, I got to experience first hand why she was screaming. Ugh. And if her head and joints ached like mine did, I really should have given her some Tylenol.
Needless to say, I didn't get much sleep last night, although Pumpkin did fairly well. Luckily, I had already planned to take today off to take Pumpkin in for her 1 year check up, and then to watch her for any reactions to the new shots she got today (MMR and chickenpox). She hasn't had any reactions*, but she did sleep for two hours after we got back from the doctor. And so did I.
*I was watching for allergic reactions today. The risk of high fever is in 1-3 weeks. So I didn't really need to take today off. When I planned it, I thought it might be fun to spend a day with Pumpkin like I used to do. Little did I know that I'd want to spend the entire day horizontal on the sofa, feeling sorry for myself.