jill's ill...

there's something primal about the crying of a baby. primally annoying if the bwaling child isn't yours or unrelated to you, but it somehow awakens an automated response system that's located somewhere deep down in our conscience. it's something so innate and ingrained in us, i find it hard to not lift my head up whenever i hear so much as a whimper from beyond my room.

poor lil' jillian's got a sore throat. she visited the doc's today to get medicine, but she was really crying the house into the ground yesterday. and while she's quietly sleeping now (and stirring every now and then too), she had a really good one just now. just carrying her for a while will tell you that kind of temperature she's running; she's like a little parcel of heat. hopefully the meds get her well soon. it's just heart rending to hear her when she howls.