Stuffy nose, sore throat and a general feeling of yuck.
I immediately checked for fever to which there was none. I wasn't all that concerned. It is allergy season.
I fixed her some soup and gave her an allergy pill.
She seemed fine throughout the day.
She went to bed well.
I told her that we would see how she felt in the morning to determine if she went to school or not.
When I got up this morning to get her up? She was already awake.
"How are you feeling??"
I feel her head. A little warm. Still not overly concerned. She had just gotten up out of bed.
"OK. If you still don't feel good you can stay home today."
"No. I'm good. I think it was just allergies, Mama."
And with that we start the routine.
Brush teeth, get dressed, brush hair, get school things together, tell everyone bye and head out the door.
We walk to the end of the driveway, just as we do every other morning.
I hug her, give her a kiss on the head and tell her to have a good day. Just like every morning.
"If you start feeling worse, call home and I will come get you."
With a nod and an "OK" she is off to the neighbor's house to get her friends so they can all walk to school together.
Five minutes later I see her walk down the driveway, alone. I figure that the girls aren't going to school.
Kaylee comes running towards me.
"What's up, babe?"
"Mama?! I really don't want to go to school. I do not feel good. At.all."
"Are you serious?"
She nods her head.
"I asked if you wanted to stay home today. Why are you just now deciding that you don't want to go to school??"
"I started feeling worse as I was waiting for J and B to finish getting ready to go."
"Really?? Kaylee I can't believe this. But if you feel as bad as you say you do, come on, we'll go back home."
By this point I am angry. I shouldn't be but I am. She was asked several times if she wanted to stay home.
As we are walking down our driveway towards the house, I almost make her go to school.
She made the effort and got ready. She should go.
But I don't.
We get inside. She puts her jammies back on. Gives everyone a hug and goes back to bed.
Did I really just go through that?
Not sure that I handled it the right way.
That was the first time anything like that has ever happened.
I guess there is a first time for everything.
What would you have done?