
I've been sick with a bad head and chest cold this week, made even more miserable by a record heat wave that's sweeping the nation. We've got window A/C units running full blast, with strategically placed fans to try and recirculate the cooler air. I've discovered it can be difficult to buy certain cold medicines these days because they're apparently popular to use for cooking meth. So you have to take a card of your pick to the counter, where they'll limit how much of the real thing you can buy. What a drag. If there's anything I've learned about being a Mommy, it's that you can't call in sick. The work goes on. Diapers still have to be changed, laundry and dishes still have to be done, the trash won't empty itself, the family still has to be fed, and baby still needs to be dressed, bathed, put down for naps and supervised while they tear the house apart in the name of discovery. Dave took some vacation days for the last week of my parent's visit, so he was able to help me some. Eva really enjoyed having Grandma and Grandma, Uncle Caleb and Aunt Barocha to play with. Now my family is now back home in Oregon, and Dave is back at work, so I'm on my own again.
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