It’s THAT time of year…

Yes.  The flu. The colds.

 

 

Or in some cases… BOTH.

 

Poor sick lady!

That’s my poor ‘punkin.

Respiratory Flu.

Usually she’s hands-down a daddy’s girl.  Honestly, unless she’s hungry, she prefers him.

 

Poor sick lady!

Unless she’s sick.  Then all she wants is momma.

She’s had it for 5 days now.

So for pretty much 24 hours a day, I’ve held her.

Handsome Man had it too for a couple days.

So now there’s dishes filling the sink…

Kleenexes scattered in piles by the couch and chairs…

The living room where we’ve camped out this week is completely trashed…

And we’ve been eating an awful lot of chinese take-out…

And that bothers me.

But I’m trying to learn how mommy-hood is more important than all that.

And so I’ve been snuggling my ‘punkin…

One-handedly surfing Pinterest…

And catching up on Downton Abbey.

(I mean WHO saw Matthew dying???  I didn’t. I’m upset.)

And now… She’s tired of sitting with daddy again.  

So I’ll one-handedly surf Pinterest…

(Maybe I should organize them and  clear out the ones I don’t find inspiring anymore?)

And maybe I’ll get caught up on the last season of Doctor Who…

But most importantly, I’ll snuggle her…

‘Cause I’m pretty sure that’s my most important job right now.

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