Clarisse woke up at 7.30am feeling miserable, as usual for the past few days. The first thing she asks for is momma. My husband couldn’t even bother to persuade her not to bother me anymore because she just won’t listen. No one can make her stop crying except me. So we just let her cry while I drag myself out of bed and feed her breakfast.

She still has a low-grade fever. Her runny nose is starting to dry up. But she is still feeling miserable, crabby and fussy. I changed her clothes after breakfast and prepare to go to our paediatrician but as soon as I’m done, she wants to sleep instead. So we decided to postpone our appointment to afternoon. I could use a few more hours of morning sleep too.