Whoa… where did this week go?

I can’t even begin to tell you when I woke up or when I took my pill.  Suffice it to say it was sporadic at best.  I have a sick baby.  I knew I would be home with him this week because his daycare is closed for licensing classes (a good thing).  But on Sunday afternoon he got sick… so instead of being home with a happy six and a half month old, I was home with a sick six and a half month old.  On Tuesday I’d had enough, and his eye was so red that I was scared, then when my wife was washing his face she noticed that he had blood coming out of his eye.  Now this kid needs every advantage he can get, look at his dad, so an eye damaged by a sty or some other thing when he’s six month old, is not going to fly.  So I took him to the doctor on Wednesday.  She suspects allergies, I’m hoping it’s not an allergy to the cat, also known as our oldest child. 

I think I handled the sick kid, Mr. Mom and house husband duties pretty well.  I have discovered that I become fixated on things that I’ve never been fixated on before.  Timing or Vyvanse?  Who knows, but I find myself spending hours weeding or doing things around the house that need to be done, but we just don’t haave time for.  Hopefully this will be a good thing in the long run.