Monday I was finally feeling better, and had plenty of energy back to tackle the week. Thade was feeling better too, but James and Dylan were just starting to come down with the cold. I was thankful that I had enough energy to take care of my boys, and I was determined not to get sick.

Last night, the cold finally found me. I was up till 4:00 a.m., sneezing my head off, and feeling awful. I was focused on remembering all of the errands that needed run in the morning, and hoping that I would hear the alarm ring. At breakfast, I felt really bad, and I was rushing to get the kiddos out of the door, and get Thade to school on time.

I needed to run to the store… I couldn’t remember where I put my list (wonky preggers memory), I made it home from the store, and that was when I remembered that I forgot to send Thade an item to school for show and tell. I feel like a bad mommy today… a bad mommy with an evil head-cold.