At 104 Degrees My Baby Was Burning Up, and the Doctor Said New Mothers Panic Over Nothing. Then My Seven-Year-Old Lifted Her Teddy Bear and Asked to Tell Him What Grandma Had Really Been Doing

My husband stared at me.

“I’m his father.”

“Then answer one question,” I said.

“Did you know your mother was giving the baby something that wasn’t his medicine?”

He looked at the door again, and not at our son.

My mother-in-law crossed her arms.

“We did what was necessary,” she said, “because you were making that baby nervous.

Children feel their mother’s panic.”