Luckily, its just the kids, so Daddy-o and I are in some kind of shape to keep things going around here. And boy has that been a chore. I've done 3 full loads of vomit covered laundry in the last 24 hours, and that doesn't include our normal loads of diapers and clothing.
Poor Bugaboo had a really long night Friday, and then a little revisitation last night. And Bean has had a fever and been coughing--pretty standard symptoms for her. Oh, and what looks like the start of pink-eye, but it hasn't gotten worse overnight, so we'll at least be able to wait until urgent care opens in the morning--so much cheaper than an ER visit (and do you go to the ER for pink-eye? I just don't know when I'm overreacting or when I'm being a careless mom). I just hope that none of the kids we were in contact with on Thurs and Friday come down with this.
Daddy-o really stepped up this weekend as well. Besides keeping the kids occupied all day Friday while I was playing baker, he also sat up with Bugaboo that whole night so I could try to get a little sleep before my crazy Saturday morning, and then took care of two sick kids while I ran and went to a bridal shower (where the cake was a big hit!). I am so grateful that I have such an awesome husband.
My run yesterday was actually the
Rex Lee 5K--honoring cancer fighters and victims. I ran in my dad's name, and was happy with my finish. My goals were to not walk at all (although I think I could walk faster on the hills than I run) and to finish under 35 mintues--I wasn't sure about the second one after the broken sleep I'd gotten the night before, but I made it and ended up coming in at 33:21--a little faster than my normal daily run, so not bad. Now, to put that in perspective, as I was leaving, they began announcing the winners--and the second place 10K runner had the same time as me, LOL! I've never been a fast runner.