descent into the pit
Sophia woke up this morning and threw up.
This is the fourth day in a row of dealing with gastro-intestinal flu and now it is in both kids. I want to cry. I am tired and ache-y and all day long all I try to do is make them happy and on days like this it is so thankless. I am at the end of the rope - luckily I know Jeff is coming home within the hour. Days like this make me HATE the baby-stage of having no power of speech - dealing with a whiny screaming flailing baby who has needs which are complete mysteries to me is the pits.
On another note - the preschool is having another Cougar Mountain cookie dough fund raiser so if anyone is interested let me know.
posted by Maia LeDoux @ 4:41 PM
1 Comments:
ahhh Maia, I can smell the puke from here, oh wait thats just because I know that situation to well and it friggin sucks, I so hate it when there bumps on a log and your pulling your hair out trying to make them feel better and ya just can't. I look forward to the day that they say "Mom, I'm sick I think I'm going to puke in the toilet and then lie down for a while in my own bed. Can you bring me some toast?"
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