Today has been a long one that tested my patience. Everyone is sick. We all have a cold/sinus thing and it sucks. The husband can't fly so he will probably have watch a lot the next week which means I am on my own. Hannah is teething and fighting this cold. She has been cranky, and will not let me out of her sight. Out of desperation, I tried out the ol' carrier that I hadn't used in over 6 months. She was happy for about a minute and then she wanted out. I was glad because my back was already hurting. 24 pounds is a lot to carry on your back! She went to bed without a fight so I hope she sleeps through the night.
I accomplished nothing today. I managed to cook dinner and a few loads of laundry. Between fighting Hannah off of me and trying to rest with the cold, I couldn't find the energy to do all my household stuff. I wish I had a little robot helper that could sweep the floors for me while I try to figure out why my child is hitting me and crying. That would make life just a little bit easier. This hitting me and throwing cups at me is a phase, right? Or do I have the mean child?
I hope you all get feeling better! I hate it when everyone in the house is sick at the same time!
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