A spy in the house of parenthood
Where is the line between new parent neurosis/paranoia and instinctive understanding of what's normal (or not) for your kid?
I have to admit that, when I arrived at Baby Charlotte's on Tuesday, I was convinced that her parents were making much ado about nothing. She seemed crankier than usual, they said, and seemed to have some white goo on her tongue.
She didn't seem "sick" to me, so I read their worrying as just so much new parent obsessiveness.
Then they took her to the doctor and it turned out that she did have a case of thrush (a common fungal infection, unpleasant as that sounds) and it was a really good thing that they'd spotted it early.
Of course this convinced me that I'm probably destined to be a terrible mother who blows off the warning signs of some serious illness until it's too late.
