I hate mother's guilt! Vent and a little ong...

So this past weekend, DD was showing signs of a cold - she seemed happy except for the congestion and small cough. On Monday I could start to feel some raspiness. Since I work and DH goes to school full time, I asked him to watch her on Tuesday and if she's still coughing to take her to the Pedi. I called in the afternoon to check and he said she'd been fine until I heard her cough and he said - oh that was the first time. (I'm now thinking that she did it all day and like a typical guy that doesn't notice a hair cut, he didn't notice this). So I told him to make the appointment. I come home from work and he didn't - I about flipped!! His comment - well I had to take the cat to the vet. Um, hello! Baby = more important than cat.

 Now don't get me wrong - I've never seen a father be so dedicated to his child than DH - he just doesn't realize that babies are more sensitive to illness and can have a cold develop into something more serious quickly - he is, after all, the same guy that didn't realize that taking a baby to a hospital to visit a relative was not an okay thing to do because of the possibility of DD picking something up. But I digress...

There was nothing to do once I got home because the pedi closed for the day. She seemed ok and happy, but I told him he NEEDED to make that appointment for her on Wednesday. Throughout the night she caughed and I felt horrible! But she slept just fine through it all and was in a decent mood in the morning.

So yesterday I had to fly for work out to CA from the East coast before she could go to the pedi. Apparently she spiked a 104 temp and was close to having an ear infection at the pedi! I was so mad that I cried in frustration and for not being there for DD. I couldn't believe that happened and all I wanted to do was go home.

 Of course I had DH take her temp again when she was home and again this morning. It's now down to a normal range, but I would just feel so much better being there myself. DH thinks she spiked the high temp because she was still wearing her jacket and she was hot from that and being in a slightly warm car and the stress. I don't think that really correlates to such a hot body temp.

DH means well and I know that - but sometime I feel like he can just be so aloof!  GRRRR! And now I feel so guilty for having to be away until Sunday - and because of the time I get back home, I wont even be able to see/hang out with DD until Monday afternoon.

Hate hate mother's guilt!