It’s official. I’ve caught Emma’s bug. I am fairly certain that cold medication was developed for moms who need to make it through the day without collapsing into a box of Kleenex.
I am so medicated that I am surprised that I can string words together and have them make sense. What a week to get sick.
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It’s Sarah’s fourth birthday today. We’re having a special dinner for her tonight. At her request, we’re having hot dogs, macaroni and cheese, and broccoli salad. And cake and ice cream of course.
Four years. It seems long, and yet it doesn’t seem so long. If you’re interested, this is Sarah’s birth story from four years ago.
