Usually any kind of cold that travels 'round my way lasts no longer than 24 hours. I credit my superb immune system to all that Vitamin D I take. And when it acts sub-par, I blame the fact that I haven't had a full night's sleep in over four years. I am working on day four of misery this time around. The last time I was really sick felt just like this.
Which began the day that Coral was born.
|Just hours after Coral's birth, newborn smell and all. I would assume.|
I was so sick for so long that I don't think I moved from the couch the entire two weeks Jordon was home. I was sick for another two weeks after he went back to work. Lounging with a newborn while family and friends bring you food and clean your house sounds kind of wonderful in some regards. Except for one thing. I completely missed out on the New Baby smell.
I still get upset every time I think about it. My very last baby, my first girl, my sweet little Coral. I never got to experience that pure, fresh aroma unique to a newborn's head. It just isn't fair.
In fact, I think the only logical cure to my grief is to have another baby, don't you?