Scary Sleep Overs and Other News
Baby Preslie is sleeping downstairs with Pap and I tonight. She is sick, a regular tiny snot factory. Every now and then she starts coughing hard enough to appear to stop breathing which means that even though she is sleeping right now, I’ll be awake staring at her. Nobody suffocates on my watch. She’s three months old now and still only 9 pounds. After numerous attempts, the doctor finally found something she could drink but she still won’t ingest more than an ounce or two before she starts squirming and/or screaming and needs to be rocked back to peacefulness. Tomorrow she’s off to see a specialist and hopefully the best children’s hospital in Ohio really will find out just what is keeping this baby sick.
Progress is being made at the pace of a turtle on my new business. Still fine tuning the business plan while searching for a building big and empty enough to handle this crazy business. Perfect building number one is owned by an old retired guy who worked in the childcare industry for most of his life. He wants a fortune. Perfect building number two is priced so reasonably it will never stay available long enough for me to wrap all this paperwork and get to the bank. Who knew that starting a business was such a myriad of hoops and red tape.