I have to say, this has been "a week," if you know what I mean. Todd left for the week on Monday so I've been single parenting this week. Actually, it's not all that bad; since we homeschool I'm with the kids all the time anyway, and the girls can feed themselves if need be and can be pretty independent. I hadn't realized how much I depend on our few minutes of adult conversation in the evenings.
Sunday the Snort came down with some kind of bug. He started throwing up on Sunday, and then got a fever that went as high as 103 F. We ended up taking him to the doctor today, because his fever had gone away but now it seems to be creeping back, and he's still throwing up.
I am SO tired of being puked on.
And today, he had some lovely diarrhea. I went to swim team practice with baby poo on my shirt, which I happily discovered while I was sitting there. Ick.
You know what, though? He's fine, just has a virus - no pneumonia or anything else dire. He was not the baby being put into the ambulance we saw when we arrived at our pediatrician's office today. I am not permanently a single parent - Todd will be home tomorrow. We are fed, clothed, and sheltered.
I'm still a little crabby about all the yakking going on at my house, but I am mostly thankful that my family is safe and whole.