Poor Baby

Quiz sill­ness in an attempt to cheer up…

Katie has a migraine again. She was look­ing for some­thing in the car and appar­ent­ly spent too much time hang­ing upside down look­ing under the seats (and since my car stays pret­ty clean, there should­n’t be that much under there, so I’m sor­ta won­der­ing why). Just as being upside down dur­ing acro­bat­ics last year seemed to trig­ger them, this did. And she for­got all about her inhaler until I asked her about it, and then it was too late to use it.

So she’s hid­ing in the mas­ter bed­room, which is the dark­est room in the house with the shades drawn. sam­bear is going out to try to find fab­ric heavy enough to block the win­dow in her room. A lot of sun comes in there dur­ing the day, and there’s a street light that shines right in at night.

I hate it when my baby hurts and I can’t fix it.