What a Difference a Day Makes

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Saturday was a busy day for us. It was Shop Local Saturday and I wanted to check out a second hand store that is owned by a friend. Before shopping we met my husband's aunt who treated Little Miss and I to breakfast. Little Miss kept saying that her tummy hurt and that she was going to puke. Took her to the bathroom several times. Nothing. So I chalked it up to normal 3 year-old behavior. After breakfast we went directly to the store. There was a small place for littles to play. Little Miss wanted to go in the gated area to play, but I wouldn't leave her unattended to do so. So we waited until I finished browsing the racks. Found some really good buys including 2 Melissa and Doug books (new) that I will give her for gifts this Christmas. While in the check-out line I let her play with the toys in the gated area. We dropped Aunt Jo off at her house and headed to visit a client who I found is also my cousin on my grandfather's side. On the way we stopped for cookies at a local bakery. Little Miss ate a cookie on the ride to my cousin's. Suddenly I heard her moan just a little then she spewed all over herself, the car seat, and floorboard. Once we arrived at my cousins I took off her coat, retrieved the clothes I purchased and headed inside. Told my cousin of the dilemma we just had. Cleaned Little Miss and changed her clothes. I then went back outside and cleaned up the car. She seemed fine for the rest of the day and night. The next day she was weary and clingy. She had little appetite. That night she ran a fever of 102.6. I called the office to say I wouldn't be in the next day. The next morning her fever was gone, but her appetite still hadn't returned. We watched our fair share of Puppy Dog Pals and Paw Patrol, and a couple of episodes of Vamperina. Then she slowly started to pick up speed again. Lay her down for a nap which proved to be a waste of time. She lay there for 2 hours and didn't sleep at all. Once I told her she could get up she was a happy camper and it was clear that she felt 100% better. She played with her toys for hours. It proves that sometimes, just a little R&R can get you back up to snuff. As an adult we often forget that and push ourselves to keep going. We need to take a lesson from the littles and slow ourselves down. Do you push yourself to keep going or relax and rest when you aren't feeling well?