Our weekdend:

We spent saturday night in the ER with baby Juniper. 8 wks old and she has viral pneumonia. Scary scary, but she tested negative for rsv which is good I guess. Still, have you seen how they take newborn xrays? It is a medieval torture device for sure. So then we got home and I was sort of sniffly, not too bad. But by 4 in the morning I was curled up in a ball in the bath. Blah. It just progressed from there. By 10 I was communicating in grunts and clicks. And by eleven puking my insides out. But Juniper is still feeling awful so all she wants to do is nurse so I want to give it to her. So here I am bending over the bed with her on my breast vomiting violently into a pan. My head was exploding, coughing, sneezing, feever. Classic flu symptons. Today I am talking and walking but still not yet 50%. But you have to be when you are at home with four kids right? And have you seen what happens to the house when you are down. Why can't the other parent figure out to pick up!? I do it all day long for shit sake. Alright there it is ladies, thanks.-s