During the work day, I'm able to go down to the nursery at school and get Nyla during my prep period. I get to nurse her during this time which is really nice. The ladies usually give me a rundown of how her morning went and how she's been acting. On Thursday when I went down, the lady said, "she's been fussy for awhile and I think she has a stuffy nose." I didn't even hesitate; I grabbed Nyla and said "I'm taking her home."
I had a new mom freakout. It wasn't the nursery, it wasn't the people taking care of her; I just freaked out at the thought that Nyla might be sick. It was like tunnel-vision for me. I grabbed Nyla's stuff, wrapped the girl up, grabbed my work stuff, and headed home early. No second thoughts, no trying to wait it out and see how Nyla does. I just picked up and left.
Of course I told my supervisors and had my classes covered, but in all respects I just left. It surprised me how automatic my response was to this stuffy nose. I just wanted to get Nyla home and snuggle with her and protect her from any more potential germs!
Turns out, Nyla was fine, just hot and so she got stuffy. Hmph...I didn't know that. :) Now I know, and so next time I won't have to run screaming out of the building over a stuffy nose.
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