sicker than a dog

I was feeling a bit sick on Friday and thought about passing on the Zowie Bowie concert... but I have a really hard time saying no to FUN and I usually end up paying for it.

I got a little over 2 hours of sleep on Friday night. Saturday was a busy day with family sports, bountiful baskets, garage sales, baby showers, haircuts for everyone, grocery shopping, etc. I really wanted to take a nap sometime, but it didn't happen. That night, Aaron and I had a date and I begged him to have our date in bed (meaning sleep only.. GYMOTG= get your mind out of the gutter). But he made me go out against my will. During dinner, I felt STAD = sicker than a dog. (where did that saying come from anyway? Are dogs more sick than other animals?)

Today (Sunday) has been a no good, very bad day. Simon, Zack and I stayed home from church. I was looking forward to some much needed rest. But Simon is not feeling well either, and hasn't slept a bit. I wish he was a tiny baby that I could wrap up like a burrito and snuggle up to. He's so big and feisty and doesn't do anything I ask. Aaron was gone most of the day and I just feel terrible. I want to know when I get my day off?

Aaron took a few days off work earlier this month. He was STAD and was able to recover because he got the rest he needed. How is a mom supposed to get better? Where do I call to say I am not coming into work tomorrow? Believe me, I love my position as a SAHM (stay at home mom, don't credit me for that one) but I'm underpaid, overworked and very upset that I don't get an allotted 2 weeks vacation and a handful of sick days.

This coming week is busy. Luke's birthday is on Thursday and we have a lot on the calendar. Family is coming into town for his big 8 and baptism on Saturday. It will be a wonderful week, I am sure, but I would love to take a secret potion that could make me all better and help me prepare for what's to come. I hear sleep is supposed to be the best medicine and I am going to try to get some now.

But first, I want to document what happened at the park yesterday. Zack and Simon were taking turns riding in the wagon. Zack would pull Simon for a while and then they would switch places. Every time Zack got inside, he would scream for me to come over and take a picture of Simon pulling him. I finally listened and snapped a couple. What I didn't get on film was the flight of cement stairs directly behind Zack. Just a few seconds after these shots were taken, Simon pushed the wagon and Zack down the stairs. It was really scary (you can even see the fear on Zack's face in the last shot). By the time I ran over to save him, it was too late. Luckily, Zack stayed inside the wagon. When he landed and knew he'd survived, he got a big smile on his face and screamed, "THAT WAS AWESOME!" I will be so surprised if these two make it to their 8th birthdays.. please pray for all of us.