We’ll keep today’s post short and sick. I mean sweet.
I figure, when I’m tired of hearing myself complain about feeling sick, you guys probably are. I’ve gone from a painful, illness ridden pregnancy into a very difficult and painful recovery, and now, less than a week into feeling somewhat well again, I have a cold. And I’ve taken you guys along with me! I work hard not to be a downer, but the struggle is real.
Today was the day of the cold where my body ached like there was no tomorrow. My legs felt like they were going to fall off if I moved them, or even if I stayed still. My back and head were also feeling it. I’m SO thankful that my two older kids stay relatively chipper throughout the day. You wouldn’t know they were sick if you didn’t see their red chapped faces. Rowan woke up super hard, had about an hour of happy time, and then was ready for bed. Like more than ready. As in I mentioned “bed” and he toddled off to his room. I followed him when he didn’t resurface, and he was sitting beside his crib, waiting for me. Solly spent the majority of the day sleeping, like yesterday. He’s not snotty, but when he cries, his voice is so hoarse. Thanks to all of his mucus, he’s also having trouble getting his milk to stay down. Poor kid is suffering.
Soooo that’s all you get. Haha! I don’t want to talk about being sick anymore, but that’s pretty much all I have to share today. Wish us luck! We NEED to be better by the weekend!