The myth of the perfect baby

This post is part of the Mamatography 2014 Project with Diary of a First Child and Momma Jorje . We are taking (at least) a photo a day, a collage or a picture each week to keep a record of our year. Join us at any point during the year and start sharing your own daily photos! Click Get the code here below to add the blog hop to your blog and join the fun. (Also sign up to be added to a comment group!) Yeah, it's been a rough week. My mom is sure she's very sick and keeps needing us to call an ambulance for her. Both times in the last ten days they didn't admit her though, which only makes things worse at home because it makes her more attention seeking and drug seeking. But moving on...I'm a day late and I apologize, but I'm here! So let's get this show on the road. A lot of the pictures this week are these. For what it worth, I love comments, and it rocked that I got so much encouragement in this direction, because this is my everyday life ...

So we caught the stomach flu.  Viral Gastroenteritis.  You know the kind right? The going at both ends, afraid to leave the bathroom and you want to curl into the fetal position and die?  Ok. That kind.  For reals, man, I'm not kidding you, this was one of the worst bouts of it I've ever had in my life and I've had it probably 10 times.  Gross, I know, but I was indeed, once one of the dreaded germ spreaders too. My 7 year old, soon to be 8 in January, is a disgusting sick person in general and even more so when it's the throw up kind.  He made it to the bathroom a few times, that's the best I can say for him.  He made it all over the bathroom a few times too if you know what I mean.  He's gross.  I don't clean that up, my husband does because frankly, I can't handle that kind of thing, it gives me panic attacks.  So anyway, Maxwell got it first.  My darling husband cleaned up after him, but he wanted his mommy for comfort, so he ...