It was bound to happen eventually…
Jack has his first cold; poor baby. It hit Grammy first, then me, and now Jack.
My Husband is the only one who hasn’t caught it.
So far, Jack’s just sneezing with a clear running nose and a low-grade temp.
I’m crossing my fingers it doesn’t progress any further than that.
He doesn’t seem much affected by it, he’s his usual feisty self, running at top speed everywhere he goes. I’m grateful for that.
I’m also grateful that he’s nearly 17 months old and is just now getting his first case of the sniffles.
We’re keeping a close eye on him, and keeping him hydrated.
On the plus side maybe I will get a few extra snuggles?