Saturday was a beautiful day – actually cool but still sunny, so despite being sick and exhausted, we took a little walk around the neighborhood to enjoy the weather.
It ended up being a really rough day, though – M got increasingly cranky and aggressive/violent as the day went on, and I’m thinking now that it was because the blisters were starting to pop up on her hands and feet and were bothering her a lot. We had a horrendous night of no sleep because even dosed up with Benadryl, my poor baby’s feet were itching so badly that she couldn’t settle until 6am on Sunday. Her blisters look terrible – I just have a couple itchy spots but she’s covered in them. Poor thing. Oh, hand-foot-and-mouth disease, I do not like you at all.
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