Yesterday I had myself convinced that no one in the history of motherhood has ever had it harder than me. I’m pretty sure I am still right, but I’ll let you judge. Picture this: the flu. That’s right. I have the flu. Not only did I have the flu, but my 17-month-old had the flu. Mike was away on business while Ellen Jackson Pollocked me in puke.. Luckily he came home in time for my puking to begin. And, can I just say that we all laugh about how hard it is to sneeze after having a baby…no one ever told me how hard it would be to vom. See, can you think of anyone on earth who has ever had it worse than me? I didn’t think so.
Wow. Six more to go, eh? Turns out there isn’t a whole lot for me to talk about that wouldn’t make you puke too.
Obviously our Jen has been laid up recently with some tricky health issues. The silver lining? All of her readers have been discovering oodles (mmm. Ramen.) of new blogs to peruse-ify. Here are some of my newest follows:
Eye of the Tiber
And, if you’ve never checked out this feed, do it.
We’re supposed to take Ellen to Sesame Street Live on Sunday. Could you say a quickie to your favie that we are all healthy? I wouldn’t be so worried about it, but services charges are hefty sons.
Aw crap. Here comes the Tamiflu again. How do I keep this stuff down?