from Southern Ontario, Canada
So yesterday I started getting ill, violently ill, and didn’t know why. Of course with the plague going around I started to worry a bit. ‘Luckily’ it turns out that it was only that I’d grabbed the wrong box of waffles at the grocery store and had basically poisoned myself.
Let me tell you, balancing baby care while hubby is at work in between racing for the bathroom is interesting. To make matters worse, Munchie is teething, and a gluten attack makes for a super gassy baby on top of it.
Which equals basically no sleep.
Thank everything for the MIL who came in clutch and took Munchie for 5 hours today so I could bathe and nap and start to feel human again.
Now to wait out a month of symptoms as my body works to heal itself again.
Let me tell you, balancing baby care while hubby is at work in between racing for the bathroom is interesting. To make matters worse, Munchie is teething, and a gluten attack makes for a super gassy baby on top of it.
Which equals basically no sleep.
Thank everything for the MIL who came in clutch and took Munchie for 5 hours today so I could bathe and nap and start to feel human again.
Now to wait out a month of symptoms as my body works to heal itself again.
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