Pitiful

This is what sick looks like.

104 degree fever.  Double ear infection.  A terrible diaper rash, the result of a week of antibiotics.  He tosses and turns and cries in his sleep.

A third trip to the doctor in one week.  A positive flu test.  And an emergency trip to the ENT who says his ears are in such bad shape that he needs tubes as soon as he is well.  The only up side?  Hours cuddling him in my lap, rocking him to sleep and rubbing his sweet, sweaty, little head.

My poor, sick baby.  My heart is breaking, I am sleep deprived and completely consumed by caring for him.  My pitiful, sweet boy.