Day Two (But It Feels Like Forever Already)
Still exhausted from Day One, Day Two dawns with a fever. Literally. Chappy was running a temperature of 101-point-something, which, gosh, is kind of high for “just teething”. So I call the pediatrician’s office, and debate just having a doc call me or setting an appointment to bring him in. That’s when he threw up all over my pajamas. The…