So the day started off just like any other. Get up. Never on time mind you. You would think that since getting 2 kids ready by yourself, plus yourself, and then deciding to do 3-5 random things around the house requires TIME this Mom would get up...but I don't. I just wake up when the body decides it is time and it is usually PAST the time. That said. We all got up, ready, off to daycare, off to work, and I was only 4 minutes late! That is a good day.
I work for a bit. Was on my way to being very productive. I walk away from my desk and get back and there are 3 phone calls from Judy. Noah is sick, crying, and just wants his Mommy. I fly out of work, drive the 20 minutes to home and get my boy. He is lying on her couch, under a blanket, looking very lethargic, looking very sad, tears in his eyes. All is not good in his world.
So we go home and get him settled on the couch. I feed Peter lunch and get him down for a nap. 4 hours later he wakes up. So he either has it or is fighting it off.
Noah is at the age where he knows to listen to Mom and so I made him stay in bed all day. That means in order to do this I had to stay there as well. Too bad. I know, someone had to do it. Rainy day. GREAT day to have a sick kid who wanted nothing more than to hang with his Mommy. So he was SO hot that he had to lay in his underware, rarely does that, but it is SO cute!!! We sat in bed all day together, watching quality TV programming. I read 4 magazines, 2 local papers, clipped some coupons. All in all. It was a good day with my Noah.
Put him to bed and his fever spiked shortly before then...thinking tomorrow might be another day with him.
How Sweet It Is! :)
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