There Are No Squishy Baby Photos In this Post
I was supposed to meet my new little nephew for the first time on Monday.
He and his folks and his brother and sister are in town for two days only.
We have SO been looking forward to spending time with them.
I fully intended to soak in every little bit of our new guy, as well as my one and only niece (8 nephews, 1 niece) and to delight fully in watching my guys play with their "far away cousins", but instead, I've been in bed for two days.
Sinus junk, fever, rattling chest, bone wracking cough, headache, dizziness,and so, so tired. Sounds fun right?
And all I can think about are the little chubby legs that I'm missing, the family photo that didn't get taken, and where is the NyQuil? WHERE is the bloody NyQuil?
Being sick just sucks.
Being sick in the summer sucks.
Being sick in the summer, when there is a wee baby to hold and snuggle, well that just sucks the most of all.
And now I'm going to curl up into a little ball and swear. A lot.
I'll return when I have something nice to say.