baby sick = mommy sick sick

Not just sick for me, heartsick too. It hurts to see your baby so unhappy and not well, but to top it off, I also caught Isaiah's cold. For some reason, I didn't think I would catch it. I somehow thought that during all my kisses and wiping boogers off of Isaiah's face that I was building some kind of supermom immunity. Until last night when I went to bed at 8 pm. I just laid down to "rest my eyes". When I heard Dave plugging in the humidifier for me, and telling me to sit up so I could take some Nyquil. He even tried to put Vicks under my nose, but like a defiant child, I refused. What a sweet husband I have. This morning greeted me with boogers and crusty eyes. Nice. Then I was greeted with more when I went to get Isaiah.

Oh how I miss the days of just lying in bed, drinking tea, and watching tv all day when I was sick. But as "Desperate Housewife" Lynette said to her husband who is now staying at home with the kids, "Being a mom is like being an emergency room doctor, THERE ARE NO DAYS OFF! NOW GET UP!"