Sickness

I don't think there is anything worse then having a sick baby. Ellie has had this terrible cough for a couple of days now, and I would do anything to help her feel better. I have been loading her up with fluids, but no milk because it is so thick. Well, you would think I was the most terrible person in the world!! All she wants it milk, and it's the one thing she can't have right now. Though she's no "baby" anymore, she is my baby and I feel terrible that I can't do more for her. Or that the doctor can't. Or that nobody can. Plus I think Emma is starting to get it and that is just no fun.

Yesterday Kevin stayed home from work b/c he doesn't feel well. It is shocking to me how protective and caring I am of my children, but when my husband gets sick it just bugs the heck out of me! Now, granted, he was not that sick. He said he stayed home because he felt "sluggish." Well, for about 1 week every month I feel sluggish (to say the least) and I am still at work. Honestly, I think he just needed the rest, so it was probably a good thing he stayed home. But I spent all days in meetings, the last of which a client stormed out on my boss and I, slamming the door and swearing the entire way. When I got home the house was a MESS. Ellie had dumped her ENTIRE toy box on the floor in her bedroom, and tossed toys ALL OVER the living room. Emma had got into the bathroom of our room...(I still can't find my brush) Dishes were EVERYWHERE...So much so that I had to get up an hour early this morning to finish cleaning them up...I was not in the mood to deal with any of this, but deal I did as any mommy knows how to do. I wonder why, though, when I am sick nobody comes to my rescue like this...hmmm....food for thought.