{a sad tale}: sickness

I am so sick. You would think that with the weight of the store lifted off of me I would feel like a million bucks, but instead I'm spending my first official week at home (no longer co-manager in any way) sick in bed. It's awful! And of course, because I am sick, so is Paisley. I just feel bad for the poor thing. I hit a breaking point yesterday though that was pretty bad. Because she is sick and teething as well she spent her naps crying, her play time crying, her bath time crying...just about every time other than eating crying. I almost lost it. When I'm not sick I can handle the incessant screeching, but when my head is pounding and I can't seem to keep up with my nose running it's extra hard. I locked myself in the bathroom with the fan on for 5 minutes yesterday to recollect myself because I wanted to yell back at her and have a come apart. She was still crying when I came out so we went and got some soup (car rides seem to help everyone). She has been a million times better today so I think she's feeling better. I also may have lashed out at her yesterday. She decided just yesterday to try biting me after she's done nursing. She has one razor sharp tooth on the bottom. She bit me the first time and I yelped and said "no!" and she laughed. So she tried again next time she ate. Same story. So she tried one more time yesterday and I didn't react (I was trying to make it not exciting) so she bit harder. Like drew blood harder. I pinched her. I did. She cried. I felt bad. She hasn't bitten me today. So maybe it worked. I pinched my child! I still feel bad, but at least she's not biting me! It was one thing with her little gums, but this tooth thing is awful! I keep telling myself I just want to make it to a year...just a year...only 1 1/2 months away! We'll see...