Sick

When it rains, it pours. Someone wasn't joking when they started that saying! We're surviving our first downpour of sickness. Yourself being sick is one thing, your hubby being sick is something else, and your baby being sick is a whole new ball field. I want to sign a contract right now that we're never allowed to all get sick again! But I know that is not  very realistic of me. Maybe hire a nanny for the week the next time? Or a live-in doctor? Or my mom????? Mom, keen to come here next time we get sick?

I've learned one thing this week, my baby is a whole lot smarter than I thought. She can sniff Nurofen coming a mile away. She knows when I've tried to sneak Vit C in one spoonful of pumpkin and not the other. She has learned that blowing her nose is a necessary evil and crying isn't going to get her anywhere. Smarty.

It has all just confirmed my inability to save the world and my dependency on Papa God as He has us in his hands.

Here's to healthy and  happy Hylkema's.