With her cold, Dorothy appears to have a bad sore throat (at least, the doctor says it looks really red and ulcerated). Her voice is hoarse, so she can't cry as loud as usual. But the cries she makes are really heartbreaking. She has a different facial expression, that I'm not sure I can describe, but she sort of wrinkles up her forehead and pulls her cheeks back as she opens her mouth to cry, and the quiet, raspy plaints come out. I can tell that crying itself hurts her, and she knows it's going to hurt her, but she doesn't have any other way to complain about everything else. I try to respond as fast as possible, so she doesn't have to make the noise for very long, but of course I can't make everything all better - I can just sympathize and snuggle her. She slept with me for most of last night, so I could get her immediately and wouldn't have to keep getting up and down to get her out of the crib. I'm pretty out of it at work today, but I think she got a fair amount of sleep last night. Hopefully she'll have an easier time tonight.
Posted by Elizabeth Nugent at December 7, 2004 05:10 PM