Poor baby is sick. Last night she suddenly started to go downhill and spiked a 100 degree fever. At around 10 she rose from the couch and said her belly hurt. I grabbed the bucket and the rest was history. Her little face is so sensitive that she broke a few more blood vessels.
I'm so upset, but I have to leave this morning for a one day work trip. This is when my job totally sucks. I want to stay home, make sure she's okay and cuddle her all day. Hopefully she'll wake up happy and healthy. But, I left in the dark only knowing she did not puke again last night. Yes - I busted back out the baby monitor so I could listen. And, I did not sleep a wink.
****Update: God works in mysterious ways! My flight was cancelled so I was able to come home and be with Bristol. She's doing way better.

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