At least my husband stayed home so I could go on a three mile run before I had to come home and scrub carpets and do three loads of yucky bedding. I love that man.
I am seriously lucky. Puke and all.
Stream of consciousness from a MN-born, SoCal-living, infertility-surviving, beagle-loving, baby-snuggling, Latter-day Saint believing, patent lawyer hubbie-adoring, opinion-sharing, goal-making woman.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Seriously???
Elisabeth woke me up at 4 am saying she threw up. Seriously??? After a week high fevers, coughs, runny noses, and miserable babies? Not. Funny. At. All.
At least my husband stayed home so I could go on a three mile run before I had to come home and scrub carpets and do three loads of yucky bedding. I love that man.
I am seriously lucky. Puke and all.
At least my husband stayed home so I could go on a three mile run before I had to come home and scrub carpets and do three loads of yucky bedding. I love that man.
I am seriously lucky. Puke and all.
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