Gotta Take the Bad with the Good

A few weeks ago, I told you I don't blog on the bad days. I'll break the cycle for you. Last night I burned dinner...bad enough the B had to stop at Burger King on his way home from workouts. I didn't feel well so I took some meds before hitting the sack. They made me sick. At 2:30 this morning I was sick...very sick. After an hour or so I was able to go back to bed and felt better. B had 7 on 7 this morning bright and early so I put EK in bed with me to watch Mickey Mouse. I was a zombie. Obviously I dozed off. I did more than doze. The next thing I heard was Ella Kate as she hit the floor. She cried. I cried. She's ok. I have continued to feel sick all day. (No, I'm not with child, or I'm fairly certain I'm not.) So after feeding EK lunch, I dozed in the floor in the nursery while she crawled all over me. I thought that was safer than getting back in bed. Thankfully B is home for a few hours. And I am getting to rest. This was NOT how I intended to spend a day of my last week of summer. BUT...it could definitely be worse. On a happy note, I am still wearing pajamas and it looks like rain outside. Happy Tuesday.