Rampant with whining

Yeah, this is more like the November I’ve come to know and dread. Apologies to those of you with November birthdays, who bring a tiny bit of sunshine to this otherwise hellacious month, but I really do hate November.

The nanny called me at work yesterday sometime before 10:00 saying she was very sick and could I please come home, so I did. Takes just over an hour to get home on the bus at midday, damn suburbs.

The day passed reasonably uneventfully until 5 pm, when child number one barfed. He barfed again, this time accompanied by the runs, just before 7 pm. Child number two barfed at 8 pm. Child number one woke up crying with the runs and dry heaves (there is nothing more pathetic than a three-year-old with dry heaves) at 10:30. Child number two woke up and barfed sometime around 2:30 this morning. The nanny called in sick around 7:30 this morning.

What do you want to bet is on my agenda for this weekend? And really? I hate barfy viruses. Give me a good old fashioned chest cold any day. Sigh.

The good news is, at least Beloved can stay home with the boys today, because I’ve already missed the better part of two days this week. The sucky news is that I’m cranky and tired from not sleeping while I listened for barfing boys all night. The best news is that, for the most part, nobody barfed in their bed or on the carpet.

So I figured I could at least parlay all this pathetic-ness into a plea for your votes on the Weblog Awards this morning, but the Best Parenting Blog poll is messed up. Two of the 10 finalists are listed as “undefined” or something like that, including my blog. Sigh.

November sucks.

Edited to add: polls are fixed, and my kids have been barf-free since they got up. The day still holds some promise after all. So go ahead and VOTE already!

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