I came back from our Thanksgiving trip with a terrible sore throat. That progressed into a pretty wicked cold that I unfortunately passed on to Miles. He's sniffly, coughing and generally sounds like a warthog. Despite the snorting and grunting, he seems to be generally in a good mood. Apparently breastfeeding is the best thing for him, as he gets antibodies to the things I'm exposed to. This allegedly should make the effects of the cold a little less severe. I certainly hope that's true! As for today, we're just hanging out under the covers on the couch.
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