This winter has been brutal to say the least. I’m not one to get sick but so far this winter I’ve been sick now three times. Over the weekend Buggy got what seemed like the flu – again. My poor baby woke up last Friday with a fever, cough and the chills. On Sunday morning we went to the doctor’s because I knew her ears were bothering her.
For three days I had my little one was sleeping in bed with me. When she wasn’t in bed with me, she was clinging on to me for dear life. Sometimes I felt like Mama gorilla carrying her baby around or Mama kangaroo minus the pouch. Lord knows I could have used that pouch if only to give my arms a break. So for three long ass days and nights I’ve been coughed on, sneezed on and peed on. The winter dry skin makes me feel like an alligator, every single drop of cough and sneeze that landed on me was absorbed by my skin like a dry sponge in the desert heat, waiting, longing for any type of wetness, for one more cough, one more sneeze and damn it, it got everything it craved-absorbing every.last.drop!
So you guessed it. Now it’s my turn to cough and sneeze.
How have you guys been this winter so far?