Both Rob and I know we have been really, really lucky with Cooper. He was a very happy baby, has always slept very well, hardly spit up and hasn't had too many sick days.
Today I got an email from daycare saying Cooper wasn't feeling well. Dang it. Last night he was coughing a little bit and had a runny nose. By the time I picked him up at 4:30 he had a fever and was coughing harder. During dinner he kept saying "mama night night", this was at 7:00. So by 7:45 we were cuddling in our bed watching a movie (his sheets were in the wash). Both of us fell asleep but I was woken up around 10:00 by gagging noises. I quickly jumped up and ran to grab a towel. Too late. It was all over our bed, Cooper and me. Thankfully Rob got home not too long after this happened so he could cuddle with Cooper and I could clean up the mess.
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