To the Rescue

I am so thankful that I have such a supportive and helpful family.

I have had a fever of 101 degrees all day. Apparently, I've decided to go big or go home when it comes to getting sick! So my mom and my grandma came up to visit and help take care of the baby today so I didn't have to. Although... now that I think about it... I still ended up doing a lot.

We got this hair-brained idea that we should let Drake go diaperless for a bit to air out his bits... I think it was a fever-induced thought on my part and we all just went with it. Needless to say- little baby boys with no diapers equals a lot of chances to get peed on.

Everyone got hit.

Funniest was my mom. Hahaha.

I'll spare you all the details, but every time I think about it I laugh. Then cough. Then die. Repeat.

They came armed with the cold fighting goodies: Puffs facial tissues with lotion (OMG- lotion! feels so good on my nose) and NyQuil. Ohh yes. NyQuil NyQuil NyQuil, we love you, you giant f$cking Q!

Then, surprise of all surprises! Brian came home from work 4 hours early to take care of me. And by take care of me, I really mean to watch the baby while I pass out from the NyQuil.

When I woke up, my fever was gone and I feel much better. My whole family came to the rescue today. It was really nice.

I still have a terribly stuffy nose. I've de-evolved into a Mouth-Breather for a while, but it's okay. My biggest concern of course, is that Brain and Drake do not get it. It would be my luck that they both would.

Drake's diaper rash is looking a lot better. The few hours of air time seemed to have helped, as well as the more frequent changings and cleanings. I'm so glad. Seeing the pictures of what full-blown diaper rash looks like has made me worry about it constantly. Seems like I am never happy unless I am worrying about something haha. Good thing I am a mom now... means it makes a little more sense.

Anyway, here's my blog  for the day. My grandma told me "You must be really sick! You haven't blogged today." HA! Fooled her!