My poor baby.

Well, I prayed and hoped that Jasmine wouldn't get sick but it looks like nothing was going to stop it. She's been battling a fever since last night, and has spent a good bit of the day sleeping in my arms. Which actually makes this a lot better than I thought it would be. So far she hasn't been too miserable; she's been drinking, occasionally eating with a good appetite, and occasionally feeling well enough to play. And sleeping a lot, too. If she has to get sick, this has been amazingly easy on her. It certainly doesn't hurt that John was able to take most of the other kids to church and give her a few hrs of uninterrupted sleep (Jordan stayed home because he has his annual cold and I wasn't sure if it was the flu or not), and then everyone went to his parents for dinner tonight and she had a few more hrs of Mommy time. Overall, not too bad.