After an entire month of missing the gym, nearly 2 weeks of not being able to work, weeks of using every over the counter cough suppressant and desperate attempts at herbal remedies, a round of antibiotics and a month of sleeping on the couch in the basement, I am finally feeling better.  I’m still coughing, and it’s worse at night which is still impacting my ability to sleep.  But, on the whole I am feeling better.  I’m feeling more like a human being again.  I feel like I can function again.  I’m no longer hiding at home.  I’m back to attending meetings and work functions outside of my house.  Baby MPB and I are back to swimming.  Heck, I’m even willing to shake people’s hands again!

But, now Baby MPB is getting sick.

So, ya, that’s going to be miserable as I’ve decided there is nothing worse then a sick little child.  In fact, I’d much rather I still be sick so that he doesn’t have to suffer.  Baby MPB’s illness just started to show up today, so I’m not really sure what we are in for yet.  So far we have witnessed baby diarrhea, baby sniffles and a slight baby fever.  Which doesn’t really tell me much about what he’s getting.  But, it does tell me that something not so fun is on the horizon.

Possibly a cold.

Maybe the flu.

Or, he’s about to welcome tooth 9 and tooth 10, which means the start of a week (or so) of major teething horribleness.  I know they say kids don’t get sick when they are teething, but we’ve noticed for the last 4 teeth, Baby MPB has experienced diarrhea, sniggles and a slight fever.

I wont lie, part of me is hoping its just teething because then it means he isn’t battling a real illness.  But, another part of me really does not ever want to experience another tooth cutting through as the last few have been nothing short of pure misery for the entire MPB household.

I guess…as cliché as it sounds…only time will tell.

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