Today was a mise­ra­ble day.  My kids have that horri­ble cough that is going around accom­pa­nied by a fever at night and loose stools.

Ya, not fun.

eClaire got it bad yes­ter­day with a tem­pe­ra­ture reaching 103 degrees.  BC’s had the tem­pe­ra­ture the day before eClaire’s.  So he’s bet­ter except for a nasty snotty nose and one hell of a cough.

Today star­ted bet­ter than yes­ter­day pro­ved to be.  eClaire was a bit more her­self.  She actually had a bit of food at break­fast!!  Yeay for food.  Appa­rently it does a body good… if only I could rea­son with a two year old… sigh.

But the day got pro­gres­si­vely worse.  Both Hubby and I have been strug­gling with upset sto­maches and mine came to a head this after­noon. And poor Hubby began his new work week tonight.  Did you catch that?

Tonight.

That’s right folks, my hus­band job has tur­ned him noc­tur­nal four out of every seven days.

Good times.

So when he woke up from his late after­noon nap, he was met with a hys­te­ri­cal wife, laying on the couch, a messy house, two kids who wan­ted atten­tion, and mere hours until he was expec­ted at work.

I went to bed, eClaire had horri­ble, horri­ble loose stools and requi­red baths.  And through all of this, BC was extre­mely help­ful.  Thank God for small gifts!

It’s now the middle of the night and bet­ween Hubby and me, we’ve clea­ned up no less than 6 dis­gus­ting dia­pers, one throw up, and a messy house.

My kids were fed break­fast at 7:00, snack around 10:00, a sand­wich at 4:00 (oops, momma for­got lunch!) and no din­ner.  Ya, for­got that one too.

BC got a, “Sorry honey I for­got to feed you,” yogurt at 8:45 tonight.

Paren­ting at it’s best.

So now I’m off to sleep in eClaire and BC’s room, BC is slee­ping in my room because he has no sign of flu symp­toms yet… and Hubby will crawl into our bed as the sun rises, to sleep the day away and attempt to reco­ver himself.

Paren­ting.…sigh.