Pass the Tissues Please...

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Today is one of those days where I am going to be lazy.

You see, my son brought home nasty germs from school which have now infiltrated my house. He is pretty much fine now but he got my two year old daughter sick (she's not too bad) and even worse, he got the baby sick.

My poor little three month old is coughing and has an extreme case of the sniffles. I can tell she is really not feeling well because she is sleeping a lot, something that she is usually not a fan of, and has not been nursing as much as usual.

And now, I am sick. I feel like crap and the only thing I want to do is lay on the couch all day with a blanket and a box of tissues.

So, once I get my son from school it is off to the McDonalds drive through to get the kids some Happy Meals so I won't have to worry about making and cleaning up lunch. Yes, McDonalds food is total crap but I have to cut myself some slack once in awhile. And then for dinner we are going ti get take-out because the thought of cooking a meal is making my head pound.

Thank God for fast food...

Sick? Moms Don't Get Sick...

Do you know what stinks about being a mom? It really stinks when you are sick.

-The kids don't care if you are sick because they still need to be taken care of.
-The laundry doesn't care if you are sick because it still needs to be washed and put away.
-The dishes don't care if you are sick because they still pile up in the sink waiting to be washed.
-The dust and crumbs don't care because they still accumulate all over the house waiting to be swept up.

So I guess we as moms should just jump on the bandwagon and not care when we are sick- why should we if no one else does? Onto the taking care of the kids, laundry, dishes and sweeping we go!

I Am Still Alive

The past few days have been a whirlwind and I have neglected to post anything.

On Thursday night I became really sick and pretty much spent the whole day Friday on the couch in fetal position only getting up to run to the bathroom and dry heave (tmi, I know). I didn't go to work on Saturday because I was still feeling sick but I mustered up enough energy to go grocery shopping for my son's birthday party. When I got home from the store I thought I was feeling better but then started feeling dizzy and got a horrible case of the chills so I laid on the couch for a few hours, much to my detriment because I was supposed to start making my son's birthday cake. I do want to say that I didn't have anything contagious- I have Crohn's Disease which is a chronic digestive disease so basically whenever I eat something bad my body overreacts- a normal person may just get an upset stomach or not have a symptoms wheras my body acts as if I ate nuclear waste. This is why I am so careful about making sure food is cooked properly and that I don't eat anything that has been sitting our for too long.

Once I rested and finally felt better I started making the cake at around 6 o'clock. Eight hours later at 2 am I finally got to go to sleep. I had to make two sheet cakes (45 minutes each in the oven) , a Spiderman cake mold (about 30 minutes in the oven) and at least six batches of butter cream frosting. I only had one sheet cake pan so I had to cool the first one for a bit and then wash the pan before I could cook the second one. I am sure if I were more organized the whole endeavor would have taken less time but alas I am not so it is what it is.

Yesterday was the party and everything went wonderful. All of the kids came from my son's class along with their moms and all of my family was there- everyone seemed to have a great time. The weather also ended up being nice so the kids got to run around the whole time playing on the swing set, in the sand box and in the bouncy house (the bouncy house was well worth the money to rent it because the kids loved it). And thankfully I felt a lot better too, just a little weak because I hadn't eaten for two days.

Today I am going to try and post my recent shopping trips and a picture of the ginormous cake I made that took eight hours out of my life that I will never get back. Oh yeah, I am also going to stuff my face with all of the leftover food from the party because I'm starving and think I lost a few pounds (sorry baby in my belly!). And I guess I'll take care of my kids in between all of that.

Sick- One Week Later I am Still Sick

I am still sick- I swear I must have caught the ebola virus of colds. My throat doesn't hurt anymore but my voice is pretty much gone and my cough is awful. When I try to yell at my son all that comes out is a croak. My immune system just,well sucks for lack of a bettor word. I catch everything and it stays forever. I blame it on my mom- she was very overprotective of me as a child. She should have let me eat more dirt and should have not made me wash my hands so much.

 I do have to say that I am truely grateful for Rite Aid and all of their random awesome deals. Today I broke down and went thorugh my stash of Rite Aid freebie medicine and found some Chlorseptic cough drops, Chloraseptic throat spray and some weird Chestal homepathic medicine. I am not someone who takes medicine- I don't really know why I don't take medicine but I have pretty much always been this way. I was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease about thirteen years ago (I was 15) and after a couple of years of taking medication everyday I decided that I was better without it. It didn't seem worth it to me to have to take sixteen pills a day when I could not take any pills and maybe have a few flare ups a year. Being pregnant with my kids further lamented my non- medicine taking ways. When you have a baby inside of you most medications are off limits and the thought of taking anything else was done with much apprehention by me- I felt like even though they were touted as safe there was still a chance they could hurt the baby.

So today I took some weird Chestal medicine of which I'm not sure worked because after the first dose I forgot to take it again, I ate some cough drops which were just wonderful and I sprayed some medicine down my throat which was gross and did nothing. Now I am having a couple of glasses of wine and while my cough is still here and my voice is still gone- I haven't felt better all day.

(please disregard any spelling mistakes because for some reason the spell check is not working)

Still Alive

I am still alive though it feels like someone stepped on my head- actually it feels like someone stomped on my head. My kids are still here too- I haven't gotten to the point where I signed them up to travel far away with the circus (yet).

When I woke up this morning I could barely speak because my throat hurt so bad but after awhile I felt a bit better. We ran to the store, ate lunch, I cleaned the house a bit and now I feel like dog excrement again.

Luckily my daughter is taking her much needed (by me) afternoon nap, my son is for some reason being very nice to me, my husband will be home from work soon and tonight is take-out night. Now I think I will put in Toy Story 3 for my son and I will sit myself on the couch and read the book I bought myself six months ago and have not even come close to finishing.

Sick

I woke up this morning with a headache and a horribly sore throat. Luckily my husband also was not feeling well so he stayed home from work.

With my husband's help I made it through the day (just barely). I threatened my son more than a few times today that the next time he is sick he will have to take care of himself because he was not helping me at all with his non-listening ways. Why is it that a little boy who can be so sweet decides to be so not nice when I am feeling sick? Selfish me for not wanting complete chaos in the house when I'm not feeling well.

My throat is still killing me and I am just hoping that when I wake up tomorrow I will feel better and if I don't fell better I hope that I can muster up enough patience to deal with the kiddos all day.