My Current Irrational Fatherhood Fear

Oliver having some milk

So, Oliver has caught a cold – again. For the last few months, he seems to be catching a new cold every two weeks. We’ve tried to train him to sleep through the night – but his training was interrupted by hour long coughing and sneezing fits during the night. As we sit here, watching “Yo Gabba Gabba” together, I can’t shake the thought that he’s going to grow up thinking being sick and miserable is normal, and being healthy is completely strange.

My fears remind of a tamed versions of the “Twilight Zone.”