I am not sure what I did wrong in some previous lifetime to have been punished by having the stomach flu, while caring for sick kids, all while Aaron is out of town. The worst luck ever. When I finally hit rock bottom, I called for reinforcements--enter saintly mother-in-law--and gathered enough strength to just 'woman-up' and tough it out. Believe it or not, I cope best by staying busy, so I took the kids to the farm, visited the museum, sprung for pizza and a movie, chauffeured to soccer games, and piled the kids in my bed at night...all while feeling like a slug. It's no wonder when Aaron returned home I got in bed and spent the better part of the following day (Mother's Day, as it turned out) doing a whole lot of nothing.
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