sick

…and I don’t mean in a good way.

This week Kelly and I have been down and out for the count. We have not been this sick in a long time. Kelly recovered enough to leave for Denver for a few days. And I had to tough it out on my own…boo hoo hoo.

Kelly started it on Sunday afternoon and I finished with a bang—fever of 102, coughing and moving when only necessary---like picking up kids from work or school. Yesterday, I was up for a little while to clean my “never-been-so-dirty” house and paid for it with a relapse in the afternoon and evening. Today, Kelly is back in town and we are up on our feet again trying to bring some order to this chaos, even ran some errands, but we are ready for bed…like right now. We still aren’t 100%! But these little people—they want some dinner before we even talk about baths or beds…or quiet?

Kelsey and the kids aren’t sick at all. That is a blessing. Dealing with sick kids is not what I wanted to do at the beginning of this new life we started. I think Kelly and I are getting used to little kids germs or something. The other blessing was Kelsey. She was so helpful with the kids.

So I know I need to introduce the kids, we have been so busy trying to arrange and re-arrange for them to feel welcome that I haven’t had a chance. Hopefully this week!