I woke up this morning to what I thought was some morning sickness. A few hours later I realized I was sick with the stomach bug. The kids have been super as most of my day has been spent toilet hugging and sleeping. The television has been on much more than usual, which is a great treat for the kids. I made oatmeal for the kids for dinner because it was the only thing I could come up with that didn't have a smell that would send me over the edge. Oatmeal and popsicles - they are living the high life.
Adam isn't home until nine tonight, so I am doing my best, but the house doesn't show it. All the cleaning I did on Saturday has been completely undone by a day of church and a day of the plague. Undone and magnified to a horrible level. And I have no desire whatsoever to pick up or wash a thing. The kids are quietly watching t.v. and I am going to go take my fourteenth nap of the day.