Hi!

I'm still here.

We are sick. All of us.

It started with my daughter croupy coughing last Friday morning at 3 AM. I swear, between her and my son, I can identify croup without even waking up. This particular night, however, I was already awake, cursing my new sore throat. I started hitting my husband going "Croup. Croup. Croup. A kid has croup." (I wasn't sure which kid yet - my son - at 8 - still gets it occasionally!).

My husband successfully continued sleeping, so I wandered into my daughter's room, scooped her up, and brought her into my room. I could tell by the cough that it wasn't hospital worthy (we have had to bring my son in when all the steam and cold air techniques didn't work - he needed breathing treatments a couple times), so I settled her in next to me and tried to sleep. Except every three seconds she coughed. When my children are sick, I like them next to me. Unless they are vomiting.

So, I was up for the day at 3 AM - and I had already been up for an hour being pissed that my throat hurt. I made it to work by 9. My father came over to watch my daughter. I went home at noon, and slept on the couch with my baby girl.

All weekend, we did nothing. I was trying to get better. I did make it to two meetings.

Today, we feel worse. So, off we went to the doctors, and both my children, and I, are now on antibiotics. They also are on steroids. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I am hoping we will all be on the mend by then!