The sickies have officially made their way into the EyeCanSee house.
Thursday night while getting my hair done my phone rings.
It's the hubs. Jamie has a 103 degree fever.
Clingy doesn't even begin to describe him.
If I even think about putting him down, he's crying.
Makes sleep interesting for all involved.
Needless to say there hasn't been much of it going on.
At least we've gotten in some extra mama snuggles this weekend.
You know the one.
The one that's going to linger for a few days before turning into a full nightmare leaving me on death's door just in time for our 12 hour trip to Ohio.
Yep. That one.
I'm loading up on the vitamin C and zinc in a vein attempt to avoid what's inevitably going to happen.
Fingers crossed it works!
Mama can NOT be sick for Christmas.