dear august of mornings diary,
being pregnant in august wasn't that bad when i did it, but it would sure suck this year. i'd do it again though iffin i had to, cuz what could you do. i'd do it. i wouldn't undo it. i felt like a mommy again last night at three in the morning. it's a feeling that is scary but nice. river, you guys know him as the grump, was very very sick. his fever reached 104.5 and he would hardly move. i gave the old guy some aspirin and put the ice packs on him and wiped him all down with the cold rags. i dribbled eight ounces of water down his throat- drop by drop- and he never even noticed he was swallowing- which i thought was pretty slick. then finally around 5ish- his fever broke and started coming down. i knew we were back on the right path when we went out and came back inside and he tried to hump me. of course i discouraged such behavior, but i promised him if he felt like it later on- we could go a few rounds.... maybe.