My Life Today: Edited

On Friday I left a lunch meeting and checked my phone for messages to see the dreaded four missed calls from Tate’s daycare. Turns out he had some sort of stomach bug and had been throwing up and feverish. Trent is out of town on business, so I went to go get the little man, assuming he would have a quick recovery.

It’s been four days and little man is still on a liquid diet with a fever, I have had a touch of this bug as well, and Lu spent yesterday morning moaning and running back and forth to the bathroom. We are a mess. This was snapped yesterday morning, as Lu tried to comfort her sad little brother. My poor, sad, sick babies…