Siiiiick

Once again I am sick, sick, sick.

It seems like every time my poor husband needs me I get deathly ill. The first few months of my pregnancy, I was useless. Then I started to feel better and got the plague a couple of days before our vacation to Costa Rica, and remained pathetic for the entire trip. This time, I was able to be healthy and vibrant the whole two weeks Steve was gone, but as soon as the man walked in the door I started to feel the pangs of sickness. The past two days I’ve felt the plague returning, and when I woke up this morning I was ‘it hurts to be alive’ sick.

I’ve cried three times already this morning. I’m upset because I am sick AGAIN. Once again, my poor little Deuce is having to suffer through the plague with me, and it makes me so sad. Once again, instead of taking care of Moanna, she is rubbing my arm going, “It’s OK Mommy. You’ll be OK,” and it makes me so sad. Once again, my husband needs me, we were supposed to be taxes this very moment, instead I can barely see clearly straight and Steve is at the store searching for vitamin C and Zinc, and it makes me so sad. Once again, I have no energy and drive, and it makes me so sad.

Hopefully this cocktail of herbs and vitamins will do the trick, and I’ll be back to par tomorrow.

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