Another infant with another cold. Another cold courtesy of Maya, who picked one up at school and gave it to her little sister. Another cold.
Another runny nose.
Another sinus infection.
Another ear infection.
Six weeks, three colds, four trips to the doctor, four rounds of antibiotics, four rounds of probitics at $20 a pop, one new humidifier, one pricey electric snot-sucker.
Six weeks of barely sleeping out of worry for the baby, because she's so congested she might stop breathing.
Another cold. Fuck this. I'm pulling Maya out of preschool. And dance class. And life.