Tuesday: I was so wrong. There is nothing worse than being sick when your baby is sick. My sinuses are exploding, my throat feels like a cheese grater has gone over it, and my sweet little baby still can't sleep. Dear God. This is the worst.
Friday: Oh yeah. Then there's this:
My child thinks my suffering is hilarious. Of course.
I hope none of you have the horrible virus we have! I'll be back soon! Miss you!
Hugs, kisses, and snot,
Sick Veronica & Sick Josephine