So last week Nick was STILLLL in California for work and things were going badly here. While he was gone for two weeks, we had two major snowstorms (bigger than any others this year, worthy of the snowblower), one big flood, I broke my cellphone and we have no landline, I had a fever for 3 days, was sick for over 1 week (still fighting it), my period came with a vengence, AND I semi-sorta crashed my mom's van into the garage door.
But let's talk about the sickness. I didn't want to post about this, because I'm a GIANT HUGE MAJOR BIG believer in jinxes. However, it is too amazing to go undocumented.
BREASTMILK IS MORE POWERFULL AND MIRACULOUS THAN I EVER IMAGINED.
Yes, I've always read it is great for this and that and this and that and this and that, but until you literally feel like you are lying on your deathbed (my throat hurt for 6 days so bad I couldn't swallow) and you are still cuddling 24/7 with your child, AND YOUR CHILD DOESN'T GET YOUR ILLNESS (???!!!!!!), then you aren't really a believer.
Well, now I'm a believer!
And my dad thought Blaine would surely get sick because breastmilk is a bodily fluid (wow, men!!).
Now, if I could only get my health back to 100%, because I have only run 3 miles in the last week. I'm still only at about 60% today. :(