I confess.
I've ever lamented to my friends about being a SAHM but only because that meant that only one person in the family is bringing home the bacon. Some days, I do wish for extra money so that I can do more things for and with Lil' J.
Lil' J had the runs yesterday, and for the first time, we visited the paediatrician not for scheduled checkups, but to find out what went wrong with my baby.
I thought she is teething.
But she isn't.
It was some stomach viral thing. I didn't catch what the doctor said.
I am glad we didn't dismiss it as teething and left her as she is.
Lil' J has been quite cool about the whole tummy upset episode. Her tiny bum clearly hurts when I clean her but she didn't cry. She did let out a weird sound, grit her gums (I'd have said teeth but she has none at the moment), and stared at us with big wide eyes as if to tell us she's in pain. Sometimes she'll push my hands away.
She's been a brave little girl but it still breaks my heart to see her in discomfort.
Today she is a lot better.
Still pretty sleepy and not eating as much, but she's her active self when she's awake.
Today I'm glad I'm with her when she is not feeling quite comfortable.
Today I'm glad I'm a SAHM.
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