Sick Of Being Sick

It’s that time of year when the “crud” starts making it’s way through my house on a regular basis.   Usually begins with the teenagers (who I am quite certain never wash their hands at school) bring it into the house and expose all of us to it.  First it’s the little ones who get it.  Starts with one and by the next couple of days all 3 have it.

Now usually I am too busy to even notice whether or not I have the sniffles.  Too busy opening numerous boxes of tissue and spraying everything that contains a surface, with germ killer.

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I am a germ-o-phobe to begin with but mix it with any common cold “cooties” and I am in overdrive.  And no matter how long I have been a mom the look of snot running down my kids faces grosses me the f@*k out!!!  And I mean more then poop or puke in any form.  And believe me I have seen lots of forms of poop.

Nothing like moving along throughout your day and then BOOM!!!  The sickness comes on like a ton of bricks and you are down for the count.

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Usually one calls in sick when feeling this way but as a mother of 3 toddlers and a wife of a hard working husband there is no calling in sick for me.  (Wonder if calling in dead is an option)

 

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DomesticatedMomster

I am a mother of 5, a wife to 1, and a fully certified domesticated momster who likes to blog about motherhood, marriage, and anything else that pops into my crazy head all with a side of sarcasm and a glass of wine.

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