Deathly Ill

Ok..maybe I have exaggerated a little bit. But it is official--both of my kids are sick--at the same time. It is only inevitable that this happens since they share the same room.

Besides the fact that Caleb coughs right in Abby's face, that is.

I hate feeding them medicine--especially for Abigail, where I have to use a special device to squirt the thing into her mouth. It sounds easy, but it really is not (any mother who has an infant who squirms around during this process understands.) And the aspirator (fancy term, isn't it.) Using it to clear up her nose is almost impossible. When I finish, I actually have the urge to do a somersault.





How did it happen? Well, I blame the weather--it has been very unpredictable the past week.

Or, I blame their auntie, who was diagnosed with bronchitis and tonsillitis a few days ago (Although, both the Internet and her doctor assured that none was contagious.)

Or, I can blame on the nursery they attend at church (Although, only once a week.)

Wait a minute. I took them both out for a morning walk yesterday. Let me think.

Maybe, it's just that time of the year (Although, I decided against giving them the flu shot.)

As I am finishing up this entry, I feel the urge to grab a Ricola. Uh, no.