This house is not the most pleasant place to be right now, since we've all been sick since yesterday in some form or another. Max stayed home from work yesterday, complaining of cold-like symptoms. Bear and I were fine yesterday morning, so we headed to the gym and then to meet the MOMS at an outdoor mall. We hung around for a while, not really wanting to come home to a sick Daddy, but eventually we made it back. Max pretty much stayed in bed all day, with the exception of his excursion to Walgreens--apparently the only cold medicine we had in the cabinet had expired 2 years ago!** Bear's nose started running a little in the middle of the afternoon and I became suspicious. Then, he started with the coughing and sneezing. Poor baby--I'm pretty sure he's got his first cold. He's acting okay today, although he slept later than normal and he's a little clingy. He doesn't have a fever, but you can bet if he gets one, we will be racing to the doctor's office. I, on the other hand, don't seem to have the cold, but I'm experiencing some sort of stomach mess that I won't even discuss. Anyhow, I was up for a good part of the night with that or with the boy, so I opted to sleep late with Bear. Maybe I'll be napping with him today, as well. Hopefully I won't get the cold that the men have experienced, but I have to admit, it's pretty likely. I sleep in the same bed that Max sleeps in, of course, and Bear drools on me all day long. It wouldn't be too hard for germs from them to get to me. Let's just hope they don't, or I may have to ask Max to stay home from work again!
Speaking of Max, how unfair is this? Whenever he gets sick, he sleeps all day and then seems miraculously better by that evening or at the latest, the next day. For example, yesterday, he slept virtually all day and then was outside weed-eating last night! I asked him if that was necessary, with him being sick and all, and he said he felt better. What's up with that? I guarantee you that if I get this cold, I will not be well enough for yard work after one day of rest. Not to mention that I'll have a baby (maybe a SICK baby) to take care of, too. Oh well, such is life.
**We haven't even lived here a full 2 years, so I'm not sure why we moved expired medicine, but whatever!