These past few days I have been hit with one of the hardest things (at least for me) to deal with as a single parent. Having a sick kid and being sick yourself. My darling little Lil has the flu, so for the past three nights she has been up coughing, sneezing, whimpering, crying, tossing and turning, kicking covers off and screaming "NO NO NO MINE MINE MINE!!" in her sleep. Suffice to say I have had a total of 4 hours of broken sleep in 3 days. Which wouldn't be too bad if I too weren't sick. So I am stuck in this zombie-like stupor, wandering around the house bleary-eyed in my jammies trying do get my girl to eat something, anything! Trying not to fall asleep while I am pouring her yet another glass of juice she is demanding but will not drink. Then rocking her in my lap while trying to get homework done. Feeling as if this fuzzy dream state of sickness and lack of sleep will never end...
