(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: I Do Not Want to Wear This!

 

Mungee's Halloween Costume

I purchased this used costume for $10 at a local children's consignment shop.  It's from Gymboree, sized 6-12 months.  It was just a bit too small and I had a feeling Mungee would grow out of it by a month from now.  I decided to return it and I was pretty bummed, but the other day, I won an auction on eBay for the next size up, brand new, for just $4.99 with free shipping!  I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it's not too hot for her to wear it this year.  Last year on Halloween, I was wearing a sleeveless dress if that tells you anything.

I'm getting over my cold, finally.  Unfortunately, last Friday, Mungee was sneezing and had a runny nose, and Friday night/Early Saturday she woke up at 4 am with a fever.  The highest it went was 102.9, but we kept her dosed with (generic) Tylenol and it was gone by Sunday.  Monday DH woke up with the sniffles.  What a snot-filled few weeks we've had!

I've been taking a break from blogging and I must say, I've been a lot less stressed and anxious.  It's difficult to try and come up with entertaining content and keep up with all of my favorite blogs.  Once again, my Google Reader is clogged up and it's probably been a few weeks since I've left comments, but I have been reading posts through my phone, so I am still lurking interested, my dear blog friends.

Eventually, I need to get around to writing Mungee's 13 month letter.  A few quick updates:

- Crawling like a big girl now; we call it the "Bulldog crawl"

- Still not walking, nor will she stand without holding onto something or someone's hands (and it has to be BOTH hands)

- Has 8 teeth

- Eating table foods exclusively (except for that jar of apple and blueberries I fed her this morning since it expires next month)

- Has about 30 words in her vocabulary

Hope everyone is having a good week!

Blech. and Ugh.

I'm sick.

I woke up Wednesday morning with a runny nose and sneezed a few times.  Most might think this is no big deal but here's the thing.  I?  Don't get sick.

Seriously.  It's very rare for me to even get one cold a year.

The runny nose and sneezing got progressively worse yesterday.  By the end of the day, I was flushed and sweaty.  Today my head is filled with grotesque matter, of which I will spare you the details.

Oh.  And I am covered in hives.

Ever since I started taking the happy pills, my sleep has gone to sh*t.  And not sleeping well means my immune system defenses are down and have failed to keep me from catching the germs that most likely run amuck at MyGym, despite their claim that everything goes into a slime bucket and is thoroughly disinfected.

The thing that bothers me most about being sick is worrying that Mungee will catch it since we're in pretty close contact on the daily.  I like to think that I am tough, that I can will myself to get better.  But Mungee?  Well, she doesn't even know how to blow her nose yet, so if she gets a cold we're all going to be miserable.

Address provided upon request for chicken soup offerings.

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