Oh to be well-rested again. And to have a clean kitchen floor. And to not wash bed linens everyday. Or to search the house for extremely bland foods.
My kids are sick.
Really sick.
Like S has thrown up five times in three days sick.
And M won't nurse sick.
My house will never be clean sick.
And I will never wear clean clothes again sick.
And tonight I will spend more time out of bed than in it sick.
Again.
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