...and as I watched her eat that delicious, happy pudding (yummy!), she was ingesting antibiotic and Benadryl. Is it OK to feel bad about that? She's fighting a sinus infection. Sometimes she'll happily take her medicine straight. Other times, she'll walk away and come back for it when she's good and ready. Last night I didn't feel like playing around. We doped her yummy vanilla pudding with her meds and I watched her happily gulp down the concoction her loving, trusting mommy just gave her.
Something about the whole ordeal made me feel a little guilty.
Paul: "You're just making the medicine taste better!"
Yeah, that's it, right? Just making it taste better...I think I was stunned at so naturally trusting she is of her mommy and daddy. I mean, ofcourse she's supposed to be. Most mommies and daddies love their little ones. Some mommies and daddies do terrible harm to their little ones. But the little ones are wired to love and trust their parents (and throw tantrums and be uncooperative too, ofcourse). She had no idea I was drugging her. I think this is what made it a little more weird in my mind than giving her the medicine straight up. In fact, I was kinda shocked I was thinking any of this at all.
But she just ate up that yummy pudding.
And then she got sleepy. And that was even more super weird.
The effects of the poison.
I think I hate Benadryl.
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