The flu hit our house hard this week and I blame the Magic House. It was so much fun to take the boys there and yes, we did just become members, but I think I might wait a bit before I head back. And to top is all off it happened on President's Day. Scott and the boys were home and I was confined to my room, dying. Scott wasn't too much better. By 1pm I was texting reinforcements.
Bennett has been trying to cut a tooth and it knocks him down every time. He has been a stage 5 clinger for the last few days. He has perfected saying "Mama" and I'm eating that up. The down side to all that clinginess was that I was that I couldn't be near him.
Thankfully, my in-laws had been planning on coming up to the house to give Gabe his birthday presents and were able to stay longer. Scott really needed a nap, I couldn't move and the boys were completely fine and unaware that we were miserable.
My in-laws stayed long enough for Scott to get a nap, play with the boys, help with dinner and baths. I'm forever grateful that they were able to help and that this didn't happen on a weekend.
It's been a few days and although I'm feeling/acting better, I'm still not eating. Neither of us are. And when I do eat, I'm full fast and it's uncomfortable. I'm hoping this fun doesn't last much longer.
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