Yesterday was one of those days. You know the type well, the type where from the moment you wake up in the morning things are going wrong.
First, I received a call from the babysitter that she was very sick and couldn't watch Sophia. This normally would not have been a problem except that second, I was going to have gallbladder surgery that day. Fortunately, we were able to have a friend watch Sophia at the last minute and my surgery went as scheduled.
We picked up the kids, came home and I put myself to bed. It seemed like the end to our trying day was in sight. However, we were to be surprised still further when Connor started throwing up around 7:00 pm that night. This mean that poor Ben now had to take care of a bed ridden wife, sick son, and nine month old baby.
Connor continued to throw up off and on throughout the night and Sophia did her part by waking up at 3:00 am in full giggle.
Connor has ceased throwing up, Ben could use a nap, Sophia is still a giggly chatterbox, and I feel like I had surgery yesterday, but things are slowly resuming to normal in the Ockree house.
Holy smokes, girl! One of those in and of itself is enough to put a family over the edge, let alone all of them in combination. Take it easy this week. Make Lynne do everything for you. Milk it for all it's worth. I'm praying for you!
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