sicky

So, I am home yet again because baby A was booted from daycare.  She has had a fever for the past two days and although it is going away, she is cranky as all hell and isn't eating enough.  Needless to say, my air-conditioned office would be a nice break.  I took my last available sick day today.  If I have to do it again, I will not put in for it and see if the boss notices.  I did that a few times and he never said anything.  Because we live in America, I don't have paid maternity leave and must use sick and vacation time, so I need to save up.
    I keep wondering if baby A is "sickly" because I feel like she has been out so much.  I guess not, but man, this sucks.  I know the next one will get everything that baby A will get too, so that's gonna be awesome.  She is napping right now, so hopefully sleeping it off, and I may pass out  myself (since we were up every hour last night).  I brought work home with me HA.
    So, yesterday, d-man took her to the doctor but then to the in-laws when he was at work.  I am very glad that she has somewhere to go and we obviously need that help....but....and I just have to go there because it BOTHERS me so much.  When we went to pick her up MIL was holding her AND she had a blanket around her.  It was 93 degrees yesterday.  She had a 103 fever (I wonder what it would have been if she wasn't being HELD and wrapped in a winter blanket).  I didn't even bring that one up first, d-man actually did.  Not in front of his mom, however.  On the way out she wanted to give her something crazy again and FIL had to yell at her again because toddlers should not have it.  I do often wonder how the four kids made it to adulthood.  But, what really irks me, and this has happened since the first day we even went over there with baby A, is how she grabs her and really almost won't give her to me.  I mean, I sat down next to them when we got there thinking she would give her to her mother.  Nope.  When I finally took her (and the blanket off) she cried (103 fever) of course and MIL swept in and grabbed her again.  I don't know if my eyes had daggers or what, but d-man took baby A said we had to go right away.  One day, I will lose my shit.  I don't know if it will be pretty or not.  Why does she throw me lines of bullshit like "your're a great mom" without adding the "except when I am here," bit?  Am I crazy to be upset?  or to want to hold my child when she is sick, or to think that most people would kind of let that happen?  This isn't just when she is sick, it's all the friggin time.  I feel like she thinks I am a babysitter, and it is a major reason why I don't like going over there.  SHE is the babysitter when we go over there, and she needs to realize it.

But...I am focusing on getting this kid to health at the moment so that we can enjoy our weekend.  Hopefully free of BS.