I’m suffering through some type of chest cold/laryngitis and my poor son just got over the dreaded stomach bug. So, needless to say, nobody in our house slept at all Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. He was sick all night long, and I thank God every day for my husband, who dutifully does clean up duty because I just don’t have the stomach for it. Yesterday, my mother watched my son because I had to work, and I felt completely hung over due to lack of sleep. But damn, I was SO happy that it was only exhaustion and not filthy wine that had me in such a state yesterday. I can say to myself that I did my very best to take care of my son, I was sober, and we survived.