So yesterday I made an executive decision to skip the gym this morning, go to Starbucks for a misto after I dropped Caroline off at school, and pick up a few baking supplies for my soon-to-be-baked birthday cake. Unless I have a really good excuse, I never just skip the gym; I love Monday Body Pump and try my best to go every week. However, my throat is still a bit froggy and sore, which I find puzzling. I suppose if it keeps up, I'll bite the bullet and go to the doctor. I hate going to the doctor. I also hate admitting that my body isn't as impervious to sickness as I so often claim.
Anyway, I had big plans. That is, however, until Caroline came downstairs after I tucked her into bed, claiming she couldn't sleep. As it turns out, she had a belly ache and then proceeded to toss her cookies. Thankfully, it was a one time deal, and she felt better almost immediately. I'm SO glad this was short lived because I don't do barf. My vomit phobia is intense and unwavering. Thankfully we're not a barfy family; otherwise, I might be even more crazy that I already am. I have no idea what could have caused this incident of unfortunate barfing, but I'm hesitant to think it's a virus because it was so mild and short lived. Nevertheless, I still have Lysoled everything she touched, washed sheets and blankets and boiled the toothbrushes.
Whatever the case, virus or fluke, Caroline feels fine and is bouncing around like the crazy lunatic she is. She just finished lunch, which she first requested at 10:30 and then asked for a chocolate. Um, yeah. I think she's okay.
I'm bummed my Starbucks plans were foiled, but I made myself a good cup of coffee at home that sort of made up for it. Caffeine is my friend today. I slept with Caroline downstairs last night; she was on the big couch; I was on the love seat. I'm not particularly tall (barely 5'4") but the love seat is a bit small for a full night of sleep. Sleep for me was fleeting and not very restful, but that's what happens when you're a mom.
We're taking it easy today. It's a half day of school, so I know the friends will come around shortly. Even though Caroline is *fine* I'm keeping her quarantined for the day.