I missed a post yesterday! It was beyond my control. The little "stomach bug" escalated to full-on fun so I took the day off of work. Unfortunately, L.E. was also under the weather so we had some quality mom-baby bonding time in between fits of crying and fever. And that was just me.
Today, I feel like a million bucks and so does L.E. I'm so relieved. Her birthday is on Thursday and the last thing I want is for her to be sick over the weekend. Her aunt and uncle are coming to visit and I want her to be her happy little self.
I hate being sick. I turn into this ball of guilt about missing work and not helping around the house. It's like I'm back in jr high when i would pretend to be sick but really just didn't want to go to school. I feel like everyone thinks I'm faking it just to get out of doing things. So I over-compensate by doing laundry or emptying the dishwasher and it makes me even more tired and feverish. Ugh. But the good part about being sick is instant weightloss. I'm down 3 lbs!
So by missing a post, I didn't fulfill my Lenten challenge. But I am working on another post for today so maybe that makes up for it?
I also ate meat last Friday.