Once I finished checking my emails, I opened a new browser window, but before I could type into the search bar, Ethan started crying. I pushed my chair back, paused my movie, and headed into his room. Peeking into his crib, I saw his eyes were open. I began talking to him softly, trying to soothe him. As I reached down to pick him up, he smiled and immediately started playing with my hair.
After changing his diaper, I checked his temperature again. He still had a slight fever, but he wasn’t as fussy as he had been this morning. With him in my arms, I headed to the kitchen and began gathering everything I needed to make his bottle, prepping the machine while still holding him close.
While the bottle was being made, I placed Ethan in his baby swing in the living room so I could use both ha
