It Comes With the Territory
Why does it feel so right to indulge our children when they are sick? Grant is currently sitting in front of his computer with a plate of cookies and cheetos. (Yes, he is four and has a computer in his room. Just one of the many things I said I would never do when I was a parent.) Perhaps it is not so much that he is running a 102.3 fever, but more the fact that I just realized it after two days of Micah saying, "Grant sure does feel warm." In my defense, Ava has been congested, running a fever, and uncharacteristically whiny. Grant, on the other hand, has been his usual upbeat self. I just figured if he felt bad he would let us know. Of course, I should know better. This is the child who was running around the doctor's office with a 104 fever. The doctor said, "He's not acting sick," and abruptly sent us home with the advice to pick up some OTC pain reliever. Two days later Grant was taken by ambulance to the ER in respiratory distress. Four days in ICU and a pretty penny taught me that even when Grant doesn't "act sick" he very well might be sick. You live and learn.








