I am convinced Murphy's Law was written specifically for me. I'm struggling to get everything done, and my baby comes down with the flu. He doesn't want to do anything but cuddle, leaving me to feel like a rotten mommy because I can't enjoy the snuggle time for worrying about getting everything done.
Poor little guy. He's only puked twice, but it's obvious to anyone that he's just miserable. I hate to see him feeling poorly. Selfish me - I'm praying I don't wind up sick, too. Pulling everything together is going to be rough if I'm pukey, too.