I am so sick of the sickness. It seems like for 3 whole months straight I have been wiping a nose, wiping a behind, or wiping up vomit. When does it stop? Why did I marry a man who’s dominate trait was a weak immune system. The worst part is I am the one who never gets sick, this leaves me doing all the grunt work. 

Not that being sick is some great vacation. I actually am recovering from a nasty bout with bronchitis (something I never have had and never want to have again.) but it would be nice if at least one person was on team healthy besides myself. I wake up in the middle of the night to hear one of the children coughing or my husband stirring because he can’t breathe out his stuffed nose.  I feel like every other week I am calling the pediatrician’s or standing in line at the pharmacy.  read more »