Wanted to write the final episode of our "nasty bug". But... before i could really have a free & quiet moment to sit down and scribble it, I am packed with my 'hay-wired' routine again.
It was me attacked by the nasty bug right after HY's recovery. I guess it was unavoidable since I was the sole caretaker during her illness. I went through all her miserable fight against the stomach flu virus; I had fluid diet for 2 days in a row and caused me dizziness badly until now. I had to stay away from little Bomber, and I had to pray that I will not lost the supply of breast milk as i was almost dehydrated.
Moments like these will definitely wake the evil devil and shouted at me to stop breastfeeding. Sleep deprived, weight losing(terribly), I would... but the minute little Bomber latched on to me, and sucked contentedly, I can see that i am probably the biggest happiness to her.
Meanwhile, little HY is back to her usual self. Chatty, active and slowly increase her appetite to gain back her weight. "Bully" her grandma (my MIL) occationally for skipping the medicine, for demanding more tv hours, for reading more story books, for being as wild as she wants to.
Anyway, we are glad that we have passed the test, and little Bomber ain't affected too much.
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