This may land me in the annals of bad mothering, but there is something about my son when he gets feverish that makes my heart turn to mush. He becomes this steamy, floppy, clingy creature and it takes effort on my part not to constantly hug him and kiss him. He’s like that today, feverish. It came with a headache, vomiting, sniffles and a sore throat. I took him to the doctor this morning, where he claimed to feel fine. His fever suggested the same, but the swab test didn’t lie. He had strep throat. Four hours later he was …read more