Our kids are so sick, it's sick.
You know you're a lame mom when your kids are coughing, puking, oozing snot and you've sailed past sympathy right into irritation.
The symphony of coughs, hacks and sneezes in my home is grating on my nerves, and honestly, I'm getting a little wigged out by the amount of germs catapulting through my living space. Son wants to be held, Sis wants to be cuddled and all I want is to get away.
I'm *this close* to locking myself in the closet so I don't have to subject my health to this ickiness.
I'm sad that there's nothing I can do to help. I'm understanding to the issue. Really, I am. I'm very well stocked with medicines for each and every symptom. I've just run out of tenderness. Nothing seems to be working to ease the illness, nothing seems to make a dent! I'm going crazy!
After Friday's baseball game outing, I didn't think I'd be ready to drink anymore, but I'm getting desperate.
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