“The kids haven’t been sick for a while.”
The moment I spoke the words to my mother, I knew I had made a mistake. My mom told me I should find some wood to knock, and looking back, it definitely couldn’t have hurt. The week of wrath that swept into our lives following that statement still lingers by way of persistent coughs and fatigue.
I swear, we’re hit with a whammy like this every December. The flu descended on our house last Friday, the day before Kara’s planned 3rd birthday party and also my birthday weekend. It knocked me and the kids on our backs—literally. The party was cancelled and we endured a really rough week that included severe body aches, fevers, incessant coughing and sinus/ear infections. Bad, bad, bad week.