Thursday, July 01, 2010


June, you can suck it.

I barely survived you. You beat me down.

Sickness after sickness after sickness.... it wasn't even that I was exhausted so much as frustrated. I was just about ready to throw in the towel.

Because really?

Hives? Hives with no explanation, of course.

Hand, foot and mouth disease? I didn't even know what that was! (kind of like chicken pox but the blisters only end up on your hands, feet and.... you guessed it, mouth. Including IN your mouth. Which explains why your 13 month old refused to nurse for 3 days!) It doesn't look that horrible does it? It sucked.

Mysterious fevers with trips to CHEO and still no reasoning?

I'm glad you're over, even if you did offer me a few fleeting moments of joy.

July... you'd better not suck, but you only made a fair introduction with these barrels of fun.

But I will give you that, for today, we seemed to be on an upswing of the sick *knock on wood*

And July has my birthday, and I can eat dairy queen cake again. That definitely will help with July. :)