The last post I wrote I was excited about running in the Wharf to Wharf and was on vacation with just my husband. Fast forward 6 days and my husband is sick I am sick my son is sick and because the littlest girl does not want to be left out she fakes a cough every now and then.
Life has stopped. No one has come into our house and no one has left, except for the trip to the doctors. I have had enough energy to keep my kids fed, clean, and well medicated. My brain has not had enough energy to work on the blogging challenges (#31DBBB), and I am so far behind I don’t know where to start.
I had such big plans for this week. My husband is on vacation and we were supposed to be enjoying lazy days at the pool, small trips over the pass, and lots of play. I am so saddened that this week has turned out horrible.
