Lily + preschool + germs = a very sick kid.
Within the first month of school, she had to stay home three separate times because she was ill.
Fevers and stomach bugs seem to be her thing.
She most definitely is fresh meat, a phrase I am borrowing from my cousin Miriam. It perfectly describes my sweet Lily. For the first 3 1/2 years of her life she didn’t spend a lot of time with other children. She was so busy with one on one therapy (30 hours a week of it) that she was shielded from many of the germs that children pass on to each other.
Not any longer. She is making up for lost time.
The heartbreak I feel as a parent not knowing exactly how to console her, not knowing exactly what is wrong is indescribable.
I know she wants to tell me that her head hurts her, that her tummy hurts, that can you rub my back mommy? But those words don’t come out. So I have to act as a mind reader. And I do the best that I can but I’m always second-guessing myself and I’m always feeling like I’m not doing enough for her.
Today we both stayed home from school and work. Both of us are sick now. But I know we are on the mend and our immune systems will bounce back and be even stronger going forward.
C and L