what a low-key weekend this has been...and for the best.
baby girl has been sick, and i mean, really, truly, break-mah-heart, sick over the past few days. on friday night, she had fever that eventually shot up to 102.5 degrees. you could just tell that she felt miserable; she told us with her sad, swollen eyes, her warm, little body clinging to ours, her soft wimpers, and the silent tears that streamed down her cheeks throughout the day. we felt so bad for her, and many times, hopeless. watching your baby hurt is one of the worst things. ever.
all she wanted to do was be held and cuddled 24/7, where then she would drift off to sleep for about 20 minutes at a time, crying out of exhaustion in between getting some much needed shut eye.
andrew and i tried everything to make her feel better. watching elmo helped a lot, and so did playing with leon's kennel door, but nothing seemed to last or make her feel "back to normal." so we snuggled, and snuggled, and snuggled. sweet dada gave her a calming bath and a new fancy hair-do. i just about fell over when i saw it. :)
today stella finally started to feel better, thank goodness, and seemed to start acting like her playful self. after making a substantial grocery/baby-items-we-are-out-of list, we ventured to costco, and then for brunch. the rain started to pour on our drive back home to westport, so we decided that french comfort food would do just the trick on this dreary day.
sidebar: have i told you how much i love the rain?
...or brunch, for that matter?
one of our favorite places for brunch in kansas city is westport cafe & bar. this casual and charming little parisian-style bistro utilizes simple, quality ingredients, and whips up one hell of an eggs benedict and complimentary cocktail! andrew got their biscuits and gravy and was equally satisfied. baby girl ate some puffs dipped in sausage gravy and flashed us a few cheeky grins to tell us she was happy and wanted some more.
with our tummies full, and calm dispositions, we headed back home, looking forward to family nap time and a chance to get back into our jammies, and i, myself, eager to crawl back into our warm bed to read my new book with the covers pulled up to my chin, listening as the rain gently paints our bedroom windows, making this cozy home of ours feel like heaven.