Margot has her very first real fever this weekend, much to our dismay. As Ben was busy packing for a weekend away to Grandma's house, Margot spiked a fever. 103.4 fever, to be exact. She is cranky, hot, and not much seems to be helping (Nurse's advice line included: Like I didn't already know a fever means "the body is fighting a virus?" Hmph. How about "how do I make it go away?'" Thanks for the help, bitches.) Hopefully, little muffin will start feeling better today. I can't take it when she is sick. Sick baby + Scared Mama = Very Tired, verge of crazy Dadda. Yikes.