Sick House

So in return for a fabulous girls' weekend away last weekend, I am now being punished by the most stubborn virus known to man! Luckily the weekend away rejuvenated me enough to be a fairly patient and empathetic mom to my 3 sick kids and sick husband . . . .but come on!!! I am finding my day of cleaning poop out of the bathtub, puke out of mine and Brendan's clothes, rewashing all bedding, and trying to be kind to my whining, sick kids a stark contrast to the one where I woke up with no kids attached to me, went to a spa, had a soak in the hot tub, a body wrap treatment, lunch by the pool, mani, pedi, and general relaxation in the Phoenix sun.

Well I'm hoping that the end is near, I mean it has to be right? It seems to have a rebound effect too. Brendan got better Wed, now is sick again . . .Trevor was raring to go yesterday and today another fever. . . .Darby seems better today but will she rebound again too? I just want to see the light already, hoping that our house guests Leah, Erich's sister, Joe, and son Simon remain uneffected. Sigh, complain, complain, I know, lucky you can't hear the whiny timber in my voice. We will get through it and just in time for B's birthday I hope. Here is a picture to remind me of sweeter time :) I will leave out the contrast picture, of me, right now, in my nasty sweats and crazy hair, looking a lot worse for the wear, you're welcome.