Moms Don't get Sick

I don't know who told me this lie but it is not true at all. I wake up this morning to a soaked 8 month old, so much for the expensive diapers they don't work either. I go to wake up the spoiled one and she is buring up. GREAT!!! That means call the daycare and the doctor and start cleaning. Cleaning is something I try to avoid at all costs, but not today. So we go the doctor with the confused one and the spoiled one only to wait for ever. Why do they schedule anappointment and charge you if you are late? They never get charged if they are late, I bet they would be on time if it worked that way. It's strep, how the heck do you get strep in 100 degree weather?? Off to the drug store where I swear every senior citizen in town was there with a question. By this time the spoiled one had chills and wants to leave without the medicine. We eventually get it after I tell her to just keep crying hoping that I annoy one of the pharmacist's enough that they will fill her medicine. Finally off to the house.


Oh crap we don't have popsicles and that is what she wants, that means we have to stop at the store and of course it's Wal-Mart that's on the way. I think Wal-Mart was invented so we could all have a little taste of hell. But in I run for popsicles with two in tow. I leave the store with popsicles, three different types of light bulbs, two my little ponies, hello kitty band aids and a deck of cards. How does that even happen?

Now to the house to clean, but then I am getting calls and emails that work needs something so I try to get those two to sleep, ha!!! The spoiled one watched Sponge Bob and I sat the confused one on the floor hoping that all chockables were off the floor (they weren't but she is fine).

Work is done, cleaning is not, no one is asleep and the chills and sore throat has set in on me. So now we will have strep in the house for about a month, I am hoping this will all pass very soon.