So, it turns out that Paige wasn't just being super antsy about travelling to Niagara on Saturday. She was coming down with her first cold. We were playing Sunday morning and she let out a hoarse cough and immediately burst into tears. It went downhill from there. Her teething only aggravated the situation. And to top it off we couldn't get her to take any tylenol or motrin without her throwing it back up.
We hoped that some solid sleep would help Sunday night. Jen woke me up at midnight to inform me that Paige now had a fever too. We spent half an hour with telehealth to run through symptoms and ended up with some instructions to try a humidifier and advil.
We went back to bed and when I woke up at 6:00 Paige was crying again. I went in to try and soothe her and give Jen a break. We sat in the rocking chair and she snuggled right into my chest and went to sleep. Right there I felt like the most important person in the entire world.
We did get the humidifier and the advil and, thankfully, she was able to keep the advil down. Her fever came back down and by last night she could cough without freaking out. Hopefully another day or two of rest and she'll be back to chasing the cats around the house.