We caught it.
It seems like almost everyone has it.
My mom called "it" the crud.
Coughy, achy, fevery, snotty badness.
In your nose, head and chest.
Our days have been spent soothing and snuggling.
Wiping teary eyes and runny noses.
Puzzles, books and extra TV time.
Michael was scheduled off for New Years.
It has been so great to have daddy home.
Extra arms to rock and hug.
Eva got it late last week and then Theodore.
Crackling coughs and little wheezes.
Seeing them so sad is the worst.
Exhausted but too sick to sleep well.
They are up more often through the night...
and when they aren't I am busy checking on them.
Watching them sleep.
Counting their breaths.
Stroking their hair and kissing their cheeks.
Tonight my throat is sore and I am achy.
Sipping tea and willing it away.
Mommies can't get sick.