I spoke too soon. It was bound to happen, but it seemed like we were fully over the sick when Sivan got to go back to school yesterday. And then today she woke up with a rash - small red pinpoints all over her trunk and some flat red hives on her neck and by her ears. So I called the nurse and she suggested giving her Benadryl and keeping an eye on her. Josh had already left for work but took the longest u-turn ever (he was on the train, ended up going down into and then back out of the city to get back home) so he could stay with her and I could get to work.
Post Benadryl. She didn't last long.
The Benadryl seemed to work a bit, and it seems that this is just the remnants of whatever she was fighting off earlier in the week. No fever, no symptoms aside from the rash, so yay.
When I got home, we had dinner, talked with Michal, who is enjoying a few days with grandma, and then took a bath and got ready for bed.
I never tire of pensive, voyeur baby.
Meditating on the meaning of "S." You can see a bit of the rash here, but it doesn't show up so well.
Too bad Michal isn't here to freak out over this awesome new diaper.
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