As if the cold weather and slippery road conditions aren't enough to make winter awful, add on a few cold viruses and a flu or two that passed through this home. I'm done with it all.
I'm currently on my fourth cold. I felt it creeping in yesterday and this morning I woke up with this virus in full force. Here's the kicker, I just recovered from a really nasty one 10 days ago. When Mom is sick, kids will automatically get sick too. Z has the runs (from the nose...not the other one) and S has a cough. Unless I wear an Ebola protective suit and stop preparing all of their meals, they are bound to get sick.
I don't need to tell you that when kids are sick, it sucks (for lack of a better word). S will not sleep unless she's upright on my shoulder all night. Guys, imagine trying to sleep sitting up on a couch with 23 lbs on your shoulder. When Z is sick, he wakes up so frequently at night that there's really no point of me even trying to fall asleep. The feeling of being woken up right when you're about to enter REM is worse than the feeling of sleep deprivation.
This winter has been especially hard for us. Z brought in all strains of the cold and flu viruses circulating at school. Along with hubs who brings in hospital germs, we've been introduced to pretty much all the viruses this winter. We hosted them all since November and they won't leave without a bang.
So when one or all of us are sick, all rules go out the window. No one is expected to finish their meals, I don't cook, the T.V is on all day, Z gets more juice than he's allowed, there's no set bed time, they're allowed naps at any hour, toys are everywhere because I'm too tired to pick up from the all-nighter sitting up on the couch. It's anarchy here.
I've never looked forward to spring so much in my life.
I'm currently on my fourth cold. I felt it creeping in yesterday and this morning I woke up with this virus in full force. Here's the kicker, I just recovered from a really nasty one 10 days ago. When Mom is sick, kids will automatically get sick too. Z has the runs (from the nose...not the other one) and S has a cough. Unless I wear an Ebola protective suit and stop preparing all of their meals, they are bound to get sick.
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This winter has been especially hard for us. Z brought in all strains of the cold and flu viruses circulating at school. Along with hubs who brings in hospital germs, we've been introduced to pretty much all the viruses this winter. We hosted them all since November and they won't leave without a bang.
So when one or all of us are sick, all rules go out the window. No one is expected to finish their meals, I don't cook, the T.V is on all day, Z gets more juice than he's allowed, there's no set bed time, they're allowed naps at any hour, toys are everywhere because I'm too tired to pick up from the all-nighter sitting up on the couch. It's anarchy here.
I've never looked forward to spring so much in my life.
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