Not again

Once again, the indicative marks of sickness have come upon us.  Returning are: those runny little noses, the sneezing & sad eyes.  And something new-I hate hate hate it-throwing up. 
Only all through the night last night THANK GOODNESS.  O, my heart broke a million times as I held you and paced last night for a few hours.  I knew you were in pain and wished I could take it away from you.  I'm sorry you have to experience this discomfort in your tiny little body.  A, thank you for not waking up until O finally went to sleep.  It would be really hard to have you both awake and sad at the same time.  You didn't have it as bad as O, and thank goodness. 

People of the Winder 6th Ward:  DO NOT come to church if you are sick! You are spreading your infectious microorganisms to innocent little babies that deserve to be healthy and feel good. 

This is part of Motherhood that I despise. 

Go away germs and never come back.

Get well soon my little angels.

And thank you for still smiling at me even though you are under the weather.