Sick Baby

H is sick (explaining yesterdays fussy pants) hence momma is tired. my back hurts from sleeping with him on my chest and my tummy is hungry from lacking the ability to prepare food for myself due to said chest sleeper. luckily at this moment he is sleeping in his swing and i have managed a snack. not for long though as he squirms every couple minutes and it's only a matter of time before the squawk. it's at this moment i remember how much i'm scared of sick babies. not knowing what it is, not knowing how long it will last and not knowing if it will end in a stressful trip to the ER terrifies me. i also hate not being able to get anything else done and still feeling exhausted at the end of the day. blurg.