For the next few hours, I woke up with Noah about once every hour. By early morning, 4 or 5 or so, The Husband awoke from his
All day Saturday, I got to take care of two sickies, and let me tell you - If there is anything in the world that's more fun than taking care of one sick person, it has to be taking care of two sick people. *sigh*
Last night was basically a repeat of the night before, except that The Husband slept in the guestroom until about 5am, when the screaming brought him out of his hiding place and he took over for me. We traded back and forth (one taking care of Noah, the other sleeping in the other room) for the rest of the morning.
If I make it out of my PJs today, I'll count that as a major accomplishment!