Ugh.

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Michael came down with a horrendous cold on Tuesday afternoon. 48 hours later, I had it too. It's not the kind of cold you soldier on through, it's the kind of cold that makes you wonder how you can possibly be so sick with just a cold. This morning I coughed so hard I threw up.

Colin is much less sick, but he is coughing and clingy and just generally not feeling well.

I tried to work on Friday, which was dumb. I only made it a few hours and I didn't get much done. It was hard to rest over the weekend because of the kids, even though I've been letting Alex watch a movie while Colin naps so that I can lie down too. So I decided that I'd better take tomorrow off, so that when our nanny got here in the late morning I could sleep the afternoon away.

Guess what? Nanny's sick. It seems that somewhere - who could imagine where? - she's picked up a nasty cold. So I'll still be taking tomorrow off, but I won't exactly be taking it off, if you know what I mean.

It's going to be hard. Colin? Clingy. Alex? Impossibly whiny, rude, and demanding these days. She's got the attitude of a thirteen-year-old, all concentrated down to a five-year-old's size. And I pretty much have zero cope left.

The only bright spot is that I finally realized that there's no reason for me to avoid sudafed just because it decreases milk supply. If my milk supply decreases, he can drink from a damn cup.

(Why isn't Michael taking the day off to take care of us, you might ask? Because as of next Monday he will officially have burned through 20% of his leave for the year. His company is stingy as hell with time off.)

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I am sorry you are sick, and hope you all get well soon.