sickness

A Little Bit of Busy

This week is a big week. I’m busily working behind the scenes for the launch of the new site on the 12th and I’m a wee bit overwhelmed. It’s always those last little details that are actually a whole lot more involved than you originally planned for. Or maybe that’s just me. So I’ll be [...]

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226/365 The Patient

I was hoping the patient would be well enough for school today. Then she woke up and I knew today wasn’t the day. A couple of things gave it away. The inability to ask for anything without screaming/wailing the request, general inability to stop herself from hitting me and even the fact that she wanted [...]

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The Never Ending Cold

I have one of those colds that holds on for grim life and doesn’t let go. Ever. Or it feels that way. I’ve got it. The husband has it. The toddler has it. Only the squishy (I’m assuming thanks to her regular intake of breastmilk) is immune from the dread thing. Which I am grateful [...]

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I’m Grateful For . . .

Anyone who follows me on Twitter will know that this week I haven’t exactly been the poster-child for gratefulness. It’s been hot. I’ve been sick. Technically, it’s just a cold and now a cough as well. But that didn’t stop me from using phrases like ‘death warmed up’ and ‘coughing up a lung’. Adding anything [...]

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82/365 And We Nearly Escaped

We nearly made it. We came so very, very close. We nearly escaped from it. It’s the last day of Winter and we nearly got through all of Winter illness-free. Sure I had a couple of colds in there, but nothing that took hold, and Riley was thankfully well for the whole season. Until now. [...]

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Bad Habits Die Hard

We took Riley to the park yesterday. I think the photo shows that she was a little bored. Due to seemingly unending bouts of teething, illness and my exhaustion, I have gotten out of the habit of getting out of the house with the munchkin. There was a time where I would always, or almost [...]

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