Why Motherhood Sucks
About once a year, someone in this house gets really sick. Within a day, someone else will get it. Then another person goes out of commission. Before we know it, Mama is the only one left standing.
Welcome to my week.
I've been wiping goopy, pink eyes since last Friday. I've been a walking handkerchief for my children's boogers and sneezes. I've force fed applesauce and pedialyte only to have it vomited up all over my floors. I've settled babies who call out for our cleaning lady in the middle of the night because they are stuck in some sort of feverish, dream-like state. I've made my husband tea to help soothe his laryngitis. I've snuggled and watched more television than I ever thought possible. And because I am participating in the Glimpse Into Motherhood Project, I documented the whole nasty week.
Ellie snuggling with Daddy on Saturday afternoon. Never a good sign.
Vivi was the first to get sick. Here she has passed out on the couch. Illness will never prevent her from being fancy, however. Notice the high heels.
Sleeping Vivi means an opportunity for Ellie to get her greedy little paws on those shoes!
Not 24 hours later, this is how I discovered my feverish Jude. All snuggled with Panda Bayah asleep on the couch.
Since Jude got a snuggly place to sleep, Ellie made her own bed on the floor next to her.
And less than 24 hours after THAT, guess who has taken Jude's place on the couch? It's the high heel thief!
Of course, Jude still wasn't feeling better.
That's when Ellie rescinded the couch to Jude and fell asleep hanging off the chair.
Now, who wants to come over???