It came

Despite my dilligent efforts-it came.  Like a thief in the night.  It followed us down the hall and into sunday school.  It crept upon us without us even knowing.  It even stuck around while we attended all 3 meetings.  It followed us home and didn't even make itself known until yesterday.  Then, when I least expected it-IT showed itself.  The runny nose.  Followed by the sneezing.  And the coughing.  That horrible, dispicable and completely unwelcome pathogen.   Poor O.  Had I known of its presence a mere 2 hours earlier, I would not have fed my twin girls rice cereal from the SAME SPOON. 
If the initial damage was not enough-it made sure that exactly 3 days later-just as O was livening up-it would stay.. To infect my second innocent angel.  I didn't want to look.  I tried to ignore it, but there it was AGAIN-the runny nose. 
This means: more sleepless nights on the nursery floor, breathing in the humid air that is helping you sleep better.  This means: many more encounters with that light blue bulb syringe-how I despise having to use that thing.  I promise it is for your good-I wish you knew that!
This also means: mounds of hand sanitizer and many shirt changes.
He was right.  Dr. L said it was inevitable.  I hoped he was wrong.  But-of course he knew, and he was right.  Dang.

Note: The hard parts of motherhood everyone must have been talking about are shots and colds.

Get well soon my loves