Midnight blogging
God. I really need to get back on a normal sleep schedule.
Baby S. is sick...I think. She had a fever last night (101.3), and tonight she was 99.5. Her eyes are all glassy, and she's just not herself. She's very...mushy. She just sits in her swing, staring off into space. When S. ain't happy, nobody here happy. More on this as it develops.
Here's a must-read for the day, brought to you courtesy of Christine. It's from Mamacita, and this post talks about why good mothers are all crazy. Hell, now I don't feel so bad.
Baby S. is sick...I think. She had a fever last night (101.3), and tonight she was 99.5. Her eyes are all glassy, and she's just not herself. She's very...mushy. She just sits in her swing, staring off into space. When S. ain't happy, nobody here happy. More on this as it develops.
Here's a must-read for the day, brought to you courtesy of Christine. It's from Mamacita, and this post talks about why good mothers are all crazy. Hell, now I don't feel so bad.
1 Comments:
At 4:15 PM,
Christine said…
Don't you love that one? It makes me feel better, too! (Thanks for the plug. :)
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