Nothing will bring out the germaphobe inside you like being a mother. Every sneeze. Every cough. Every runny nose. Every touch. Every grocery cart. Every table and every chair. And don't even get me started on public bathrooms with a "potty-trained" toddler. Germs. Everywhere.
Despite our hand washing and loads of vitamin-c, we are all four sick and have been for over a week now. It has been especially hard on little Poppy who is in the throws of cutting another tooth and got her six month shots on Monday. Poor thing had a pretty terrible fever and vomited so much I literally shrieked in scared shock (thank goodness daddy was home).
We all joined Poppy for her six month check-up and made sure it was just a nasty cold that we're harboring and not the flu. Poppy has slowed in growth a little, but she is still in the 95th percentile for length and 75 percentile for weight. Overall, measuring about two months ahead of her actual age.
These girls could not be any more different and I could not love them more for it.
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