It's not fair

I hate when Henry is not feeling well and Greg and I have to have morning negotiations about whether he can go to daycare, and if not, which one of us will be the one to tell our employer that we will be taking yet another day off to tend to a sick baby. I would love it if every single time he was not feeling 100%, we could just keep him home. Sadly, that is not the case, and according to the general state of heath in his classroom, we are not the only parents in this predicament. I envy parents that do not have to deal with this. If Henry did not absolutely love going to his school, It would be enough to make me quit my job and have him live in a plastic bubble.

After two days of sending Henry when I would have liked to keep him here, I took off work, let him sleep late, took him to the doctor (on top of the little cold, another ear infection), gave him Motrin, built a fort, drank lots of water, read lots of books and gave lots of hugs. On Friday morning, we both felt much better and had very good days at work and school.

So I keep clinging to the knowledge that by building his immune system now, he will miss less time when he starts elementary school. Please don't tell me otherwise.