And the sick goes on

We're all sick. Except maybe Lily- I wouldn't really say she's sick anymore, just using a tissue occasionally. I was the last hold out. I tried SO hard not to get sick. The minute I knew Lily was getting sick I started taking my zinc- it got me through 5 days without symptoms, but then my body just couldn't take the constant bombardment of germs in this germ-incubator any longer.

I went out early on Sunday to get 4 boxes of tissues, baby acetaminophen, and a few other essentials that always seem to find their way into one's shopping cart at Target. When I got home, I said "I don't feel very good." And it's just gone downhill since.

Especially after getting one hour of sleep last night. Yes, one hour. One. I got Lily into her bed, spent hours coaxing a miserable Noah to sleep, put him in his crib, and then made Lily actually try to go to sleep. I started to crawl into bed.. and Noah woke up- in misery. I tried all sorts of things and finally got him asleep and back into his bed again. I got back into bed and slept that 1 hour.

Something woke me up at 4am- so I got up to check on Noah. Because that's what a good paranoid mommy of a miserably sick baby does. I was pretty sure he was still breathing, but I put my hand on his back anyway. He was fine. Breathing.

As I walked away- he woke up. Like.. woke up, woke up. Standing. Crying miserably. I scooped him up.. and then spent the next 2 hour trying to get him to sleep. He was against the idea- he thought miserable crying was better suited for the 4-6am hours of our morning. Around 6:30, I just stopped trying. We watched tv and eventually I got Lily up for school.

It was during that time I couldn't help but to think I really hated today.. to such an extent I wanted to stab it in the face and run it over with my car. I assume it was the illness talking.

I took a 3 hour nap after I took Lily to school. When I picked her up (about 10 minutes late- after bringing the trash and recycling out), her teacher said she had a good day.. all except for the last 5 minutes. Of course. Way to let me know I should stop being late to pick her up. Mommy fail.

When we got home, I took a shower. Ate lunch. Took a 3 hour nap. And still felt worse than ever.

Noah took a series of very long naps today as well, thankfully. But when the poor little man finally woke up for the day night.. he was just as miserable as he'd been overnight. So.. I made the awful mistake of showing him that Harry the Bunny and other shows from BabyFirst TV can be seen on my computer. He was so miserably sick and crying.. Lily was playing a video game on the tv.. so I did a quick search and there it all was on YouTube. He calmed down immediately. Then watched and watched and watched. And watched. And got mad at me. Twice. When I tried to turn it off.

Gawd that BabyFirst TV is both a blessing and a curse.

Way to end this on a completely irrelevant note.