It started out with Jaina whining, "M-o-o-o-m... my throat kinda hurts. And my head. And my nose is stuffy."
Welcome back to school alright. School: otherwise known as a germ infested community full of 4th and 5th graders with no proper hygiene.
As soon those words came out of her viral infected throat, my husband Brian started coughing and using WAY too many tissues. "I blame you," he simply stated as he tried to get comfortable despite not being able to breathe out of his nose.
The very next day is when the cold hit me.
Why do mothers not get "sick days" again?
I managed to drag myself throughout my daily routines. Make breakfast, pack lunches, carpool line, laundry, juggling baby, dishes, carpool line again, homework, therapy, cook dinner, fall into bed exhausted.
My poor baby Jocelyn was the last to get "the crud" as I had taken to calling it. I had to get out the nose suctioner thingy so I could torture her with it. Eating purees went out the window. Nursing was not going well due to her horrible latch. Its hard to nurse when you can't breathe through your nose at all.
I'm happy to report that we are all on the mend. I still have no idea how Jayce escaped coming down with this crud. His theory? "Mom, I didn't get sick because I eat so many vegetables every night!" I might actually believe that logic if I hadn't known that he didn't have a single vegetable in the 4 nights I was too sick to cook. Unless there were some hidden vegetables in his Pizza Rolls or Ramen Noodles.
And because I don't like writing blog posts without a picture....