Over the past few weeks, our little family has been a little under the weather. Foxx got it first. Cool boy didn't even act he was sick. Snot pouring out his nose and he's just laughing away in between coughs. Judah caught it next, and is still getting over the crud. Jeremy had it last week. I thought I was going to get away without catching it.
It finally got to me. Although I don't have it full force (yet), I am definitely feeling it. I'm more tired, I can't breathe through my nose when I wake up in the morning, I have a headache most of the day, and sinus pressure like crazy.
Even though I wake up feeling like absolute crap, once the boys wake up and need something, my sickness is pushed aside. I don't even realize just how bad I actually feel until the end of the day when the boys are sleeping and all is quiet in the house.
I'm a mom. I don't get a chance to be sick.
So I'm not going to. I'm going to will my sickness away.
That is all.
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