January 23 – Feb 6
When Austen got sick for the first time, she did it big: the chicken pox. Apparently, she just picked it up from a stranger at the grocery store or a restaurant. Mommy and Daddy were much more bothered by the illness than Austen. She was her normal happy-go-lucky self, laughing as Mommy sang to her while waiting to see the pediatrician. According to the doctor, she benefited from Mommy’s immunity, passed along through milk. She never got a fever and had only two blisters and about twenty tiny spots that healed immediately. The only bad part was that she was quarantined during a stage when she just loved people watching, smiling at everyone, and taking in the scenery. This is picture of her playing during the height of her illness. Hardly a mark on her except a little red bump on her chest. Notice the mitts on her hand where she had a blister which Mommy and Daddy didn’t want her to pick at: