My poor kids. They've got what sounds like Bronchitis to me. Ginnie also has what looks like Measles, according to my studies. I'm just letting it run it's course, and trying to keep them hydrated and rested. I've been lucky to stay well.
I wonder what it is that makes their immune system's so vulnerable to every sickness that comes around since we moved here. It's tough to try to figure it out. Meanwhile, I really hope their entire childhood isn't like this, or they won't have very many happy memories. Such good little sports! It doesn't help that our heater is broken either. It's about sixty four in here, which is a little colder than usual. Cold enough that we need light jackets to keep from getting cold noses, hands and feet. Ginnie tells me she's tired often enough, and I have to run when Hyrum sneezes because he inherited Daddy's explosive sneezes. But other than that, they've been tough and have played through it for the most part. What sweeties.
I'm loving mommyhood more than ever! I think I was experiencing post-partum depression for the first eight or so months after Angela was born...sort of expected as I experienced it with my other two as well. In the past several weeks, I feel like life is enjoyable and like I can be a good Mommy again! What a relief! I really love my life now.
Isn't Hyrum a handsome little guy? Don't know what I'd do without his constant help and watching out for me and his sister's. He's amazing to me. Every day I wonder how I was the one to be his Mother. He's better than me in every way, naturally...I'm so grateful for my Hyrum boy!