So we've come out on the other side.
How do I know?
First, Alex woke up this morning and immediately asked for breakfast.
Second, Kristyn and Erin are in their room right now arguing over a pink scarf (that's actually my scarf!).
Third, poor Meghan just walked across the kitchen floor and I told her "Would you pick up your feet? You weigh fifty pounds! How can you make that much noise!?"
I feel relieved and elated and confused.
So many things I don't know. Can we get it again? Do we still need the vaccine? Will I gain back the five pounds I lost?
All in all, those are minor worries. I think tonight I will sleep without waking to go into their rooms to check their breathing. I might actually make a real dinner. We might go outside for a walk. I might wear a bra!
And I'm back at work tomorrow. John takes over from here - which is fine by me. They're sweet and quiet when their sick. They're loud and annoying when they're well.
Have fun tomorrow and Friday, Babe!
