Three Fevers and A Desperate Wish For Seven O'Clock

This cartoon pretty much sums it up. Except that Mommy isn't relaxing on the couch, Daddy is studying for a medical school exam, and there definitely isn't enough time to make hot tea and succumb to the general feeling of feverish ickiness that I've been experiencing for the last forty-eight hours.

Ugh. That word sums up the last two days. This morning, I woke up with a fever and the room spinning, and I prayed desperately for God to help me get through the day. I think that the past two days have quite possibly (as in "without a doubt") been my hardest "mom" days yet. I can deal with chaos, I can deal with crazy, but when Momma feels this sick, it's hard to deal with anything--much less a demanding eight-and-a-half-month old.

Here's to hoping that seven o'clock gets here quickly, so I can tuck little one in and do a little relaxing. ;)