I debated telling you this, because it's the ultimate in boring, but I have to share that Nick has been out of town this week and you-know-who is sick again. It's getting a little weird. Weird and unfair.
Yesterday Henry barfed on my bathroom floor and he said "uh-oh, I'm sick out of my mouth". I told him that it happens to everyone and even though it makes mommy have a panic attack, I still loved him.
As he watched me clean up he looked real sad and said, "sorry mama".
I'm trying to look at the big picture when it comes to having another baby, but when I'm up at 3am with a sick child, it's all the birth control I need.
