Sick Days. Then & Now.

I have been sick now for almost 2 weeks. I thought I was getting better, but now I think I am having a relapse. I think I have an infected vocal cord. Or maybe not. But that's just how it feels. Every time I cough there is a searing pain in one part of my throat. My voice is weakened. So I am trying not to talk. If you know me, you'll understand that this is virtually impossible. I love to talk. And I also have 3 kids, and a dog whom I have to yell at about 1000 times a day. So lets just say, it's been a long morning..already.

It's hard to get your point across when one child is beating on the other, or the dog is biting off their socks when all you can do is whisper (in a stern tone) "knock it off or you will sit in time out (go in your kennel)".

I wish I had a whistle.

So today we are just trying to survive. Or I am at least. I've decided to take a sick day and not do anything around here. Well I'll still dress & bathe the kids, make the meals, unload & load the dishwasher, take out that trash...but that's it. I swear. Toys all over the house, so be it. Beds unmade, oh well. Momma is sick and I need to rest.

Makes me wish I wouldn't have taken sick days as a kid for granted. When all I was expected to do was lie on my grandma's couch, get waited on and watch how ever many cartoons I wanted. And nap. Oh how I wish I'd have taken advantage of naps when I was able to take them!

In other news, I wrote a pretty great blog (if I do say so myself) about my choice to workout using the Beachbody programs on my other blog. If you're not in a rush, go check it out!

The Day I Killed My Blog Before It Ever Got Started

Today is one of those "beautifully deceiving" days. I got up this morning, and knew it was going to be chilly..but as the day stretched on and the sun began to shine, I started to get excited. It was going to be warm, AGAIN! I had visions of opening the windows, taking the kids outside, sitting on the porch, playing Simon Says, pushing the kids on the swing set, you get the idea...

But no.

It's cold.

And windy.

Which makes it feel colder.

This stinks.

So instead we're spending the day inside. The kids are sick. Ducky puked all over the kitchen floor and then went and got a dish towel out of the drawer and attempted to clean it up all by her little 18 month old self. It was cute. But not that cute.

I'm bored. They're bored. Now I am sure YOU are bored after having to read this. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. This isn't a great start for the new blog. But what can I say. Its cold. We're trapped in the house. I'm bored. So why shouldn't you be too?