So Sick

I'm so nauseous I feel pregnant but I'm most definitely NOT.


Payt's so sick, he hasn't left the couch in a day...which means that bloody nose last night decorated my pretty pillows and couch. He also hasn't eaten since lunch on Sunday.


Payt hates his penicillin so much that he threw it up after I gave it to him last night. I haven't been able to bring myself to give him his dose this morning.


Derek...I really do NOT like him right now. His fever broke last Thursday and he has not had any signs of sickness since then...but does that stop him from stealing the spotlight? Heck, no. Last night and the night before he woke up at 2am and screamed and screamed and screamed unless we were holding him. I finally got him back down at 5am. Oh, did I mention he won't go to Brandon? Just me. Funnn.


Brandon's in bed right now from taking care of Payt all night (for which I'm grateful). Derek's still sleeping because, well, he was up all freaking night. Payt is awake watching Bob the Builder. And I'm venting on my blog.


We are not getting out of our pajamas. I'm really hoping Brandon doesn't go to school, but I haven't run that past him yet. My house smells because I haven't been able to take care of Derek's diapers. But I did get a load of dishes run yesterday. Small victories. So at least we have sippy cups. And motrin.