I was just thinking to myself last week, I'm done with being sick. That translates to: I'm done with the horrible cold everyone had for two weeks just two weeks before the three middle kids got H1N1, the Swine Flu. Danny and I have been under-the-weather as well the entire time. Of course, it's hard to say if it's just lingering with us because of lack of sleep. SEVERE lack of sleep. Time to sanitize.
I washed and disinfected sippy cups and lids, bottles and pumps, doorknobs, light switches, counters, floors, etc. I washed bedding and laundry and just plum wore myself out.
Then Friday afternoon, the fever started with Baby A, who shall hereafter be known in Bloggityville as Q. Mouse. He showed absolutely no other signs of being sick-- just a fever of 100.2. Saturday afternoon Baby B, who shall now be known in Bloggityville as Squdge (pronounced: nudge but with a "skwa" sound.), started his fever.
I just got back from the doctor and they both have Swine Flu. *sigh*
No worries. This too shall pass. Go over to There's a Hole in the Earth and read this blog post that my awesome hubby wrote for me. He's so cool; I invited him to join my blog. So you might read him here sometimes as well.