Usually I am the second one to get sick. One of the kids gets it, then I get it, then everyone except J (my husband) gets it. Then, we are all miserable because even though J is willing to help out and even stay home from work when it is bad enough, I don't rest. When the kids are sick, they want their mommy. And, no matter how hard I try, if I can hear them wanting me, I can't rest.
Well, this time is was different. I am FINALLY the only one in the family who has stayed healthy for the last 5 days while everyone else has been miserable with high fevers, terrible coughs, runny noses, mucus galore, and aches and pains. It was SO much better this way . . . exhausting for me . . .yes, but so much better. I suppose it sounds awful for a mother to say, "I'm sure glad it's not me!" in a situation like this, but I think in this case, I am completely justified . . . so here goes, "I am sure glad it's FINALLY not me!"
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