A few weeks after Katie was born I got THE WORST COLD EVER. Not even joking, I wanted to crawls under a rock and just pass out for a few days. Nursing prevented me from taking anything to really make that possible (NyQuil, where art thou?). Katie, unfortunately, came down with it too which meant even less sleep. I felt so bad for her. Nathan was still in school up to this point and still had his cold from the beginning of the month (it is the cold that NEVER ends) and Spencer decided several months before that naps were just not for him. I really look forward to the reunion, but this year I was not able to visit much because I was holed up in our motel room trying to get better and not pass it on. The good thing is that with so much family around I was able to get more sleep and somewhat kick it, maybe that is stretching it, I was able to breathe through my nose (yes, that was my measure of wellness) somewhat by the end of the weekend. Thanks to all who helped wrangle my cute 2 year old.
Spencer and the ladybug |
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