Well, after 7 months of J.J. being the happiest healthiest sleeping-through-the-nightest baby, it's time for me to pay my mommy dues.
J.J. went and caught himself a tummy bug (insert incredible guilt about sending him to the babysitter while I work here).
Our poor little guy brought his dinner up in three scenes this evening, complete with costume changes in-between.
A quick check of the thermometer prompted a call to the pediatrician and a trip to Walgreen's for this and this, and now I'm on every 2-hour temp and fluid duty, with a trip scheduled to visit Dr. Sam in the morning.
Looks like I'll be using one of those 27 days...