Earaches, earaches, and more earaches

For the most part, your mom will say she kept you in a pretty good bubble for the first year of your life. And as I think back, she was right. The odd fever due to teething, falling down when learning to walk, but otherwise, not too much going wrong. Somehow, springtime after you turned 2 went down the tubes, so to say. You had and earache, another, another, another...it went on. I think last count was 5 in 3 months. We had the doctor on speed dial. I didn't know what Suprax or Zrithromax was, but now I can tell you everything about them. I can almost give advice on the correct dosage for the right length of time.
Summer time went by without much of a hitch, you got a flu sometime late spring and watching you throw up was not the most fun. For the most part, you are a little trooper. It must be nice to just be sick, as opposed to have to complain about it too. Maybe that's just something I do. I hope you don't learn that from me. The fall has arrived, and already you have had 2 earaches. So, it is off to the specialist next week. Will it be tubes in your ears? Will it be wait and see? Who knows, but in a weeks time, hopefully the picture will get a little clearer for us. Last week, you just about wiped us out, you came down with an earache and croup. I think I slept more during the day, then I did at night. It's funny how once upon a time, our wish was to just get you to sleep through the night. Now my wish is that I get to sleep through the night, in the same bed. I'll let you in on a little secret. The is no mommy's bed, or daddy's bed. There is mommy and daddy's bed, and the spare bedroom. Daddy uses the spare bedroom often enough to try and get back to sleep, or to split comforting duties with mom to help you get back to sleep. One day you'll figure it out, or, we will, that's a toss up.