I’m not wanting to wish away this period of life, mind you, but the sick littles are miserable and I never do well when I’m up in the night too many nights in a row. My 7-month-old has a nightmarish cough and my 3-year-old spends all day melting down over, well, everything. (“I want to go to the store and get a golden delicious melon!”)
Surely I’m not the only parent to want to fast forward to whenever the virus of the moment has run its course, right?
(The bright spot for the day? We found pants for the girlies to wear to school tomorrow, since the weather’s changing. AND they fit. AND they’re both thrilled with them!)