I'm diseased.
And because I'm diseased, I had to forfeit a planned adventure out of the house today.
Therefore, I'm using the teeny scrap of energy I have left to sulk about the extreme dreadfulness and tragedy of it all.
Thank heavens I managed to get diseased during the husband's weekend so he can do most of the baby handling while we both pray that I don't give it to Cuinn. If he's too little for a cot, he's definitely too little to get diseased.
Stupid disease.
(Cuinn's weight today - 4,830 grams)
(P.S. If I find out who exposed me to disease, I'm going to have a bigger tanty than the one Cuinn's throwing right now)
6 comments:
Get better soon!!
It wasn't me! I always keep my diseases to myself!
Aww bugger that you're diseased! Bugger you can't get out of the house. Get better soon
Don't worry, Cuinn will survive if by some chance you pass it on - Aaron was 6 weeks old when he got his first cold. I think I was the one who actually suffered the most worrying about him!! And you know how big and ugly (not really!) he is now!! Can you believe he is nearly 22. Makes me feel really old! - Hopefully we will see you all next week.
Aww that's not fair!!!
Hope you're feeling better really quick.
Big hugs to you sickie!
See Cuinn? girls DO have cooties
Told you so...
:)
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