Husbands and the FLU

Ugh! I am so glad the weekend is over and my husband is back at work. I love the man dearly, but really he has to be the worst sick person ever! He whines, and snaps, and moans, and is demanding with as attitude that makes me feel less than sympathetic. It is interesting to me, that if you feel like poop and you are at someone else's mercy for care that you would be such a grouch. And then again, is that unconditional love and it's me that is missing the point? I just don't think it is ever safe to treat people like crap.

I didn't feel very well either day this weekend, but had to care for both boys, so no whining for mommy. I was brainstorming ideas to get us through if I went down too. I finally concluded that I would just have to call Tom's mom to come down and take care of the baby. Let's just say I am thankful to be on the road to recovery.

It is beautiful outside today. Plus One and I will take a walk this afternoon with the girls (Loulou and Mimi, my doxies). My to do list is long today. I wanted to get some running around done while the babe is feeling good. Also, I have therapy tomorrow and that kind of throws the day.

I tested this morning and am not pregnant again this month. I am a little bummed, but then again, the due date would have been New Years Day. I think it would be tough to have a birthday that close to the holidays. We will just have to keep on trying. It's a little crazy to me that it is taking this long. It happened so fast the first time.

My parents are still out of the country and I am missing my mom like crazy. She is such a good friend and an important role in my life. It's always been one of my biggest fears to lose her, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I know that time will come and I will be ok. The things she has left me with make me strong.