I thought I had been spared - Alex had a horrible cold about a week and a half ago and when it came and went without me catching it... well, I was pretty proud of myself for not catching it. Looks like the joke's on me because... Guess what? I caught it!
I feel so icky. Sore throat, no appetite (hey, maybe that's a good thing!), extreme exhaustion (not such a good thing), a constant headache, muscle aches, and, well, the list could go on and on. To top it all off, it looks like I've given it right back to Alex. So not only am I sick, but he is, too. Poor Aidan. At least he's been spared. Well, so far.
Of course, today of all days (when I'm feeling my worst), Aidan decided to wake up nice and early this morning - 6:30am. This is after a full week of me having to wake him up at 7:30am every morning!! Anyway, he was up bright-eyed and bushy tailed this morning and I feel so bad because all I wanted to do was crawl back in bed and sleep all day.
I put him in bed with me this morning for his first nap at 8:30am. I just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. Lucky for me, he fell right asleep and slept for a good two and a half hours. I felt a little better after that, but still... Who do I call for a sick day?
"I'm feeling great! Up and at 'em, nice and early for Mommy!"
1 comment:
you call Aunt Terri!!!!
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