That kind of sums up what life has been like here at the Juhl household as of lately.
Between the colds, the pink eye, the dr.'s appointments, figuring out who was going to stay home from work, bringing squish to client appointment, late night cough sessions that leave me questioning how there can't possibly be more to help besides humidifiers and drops of applejuice...throw in there a leaky outdoor faucet (read: water bill 2 times the normal amount at the height of summertime) and a dislodged car window that mysteriously dropped into the car door (yes, that really happened)...I was oh so ready for a three day weekend.
It's tough stuff having a sick kiddo...and the thing of it is, that life continues...and you have to find a way keep everything else coordinated and moving forward, when all you really want to do is stay in your pj's in bed and snuggle her all day long. Because certainly if you could just do that, everything would be just fine.
Okay, so not really...but it sure feels like that sometimes.
Not to worry my friends, we are on the mend (still battling the night cough attacks) but what I've mostly walked away from this past week with is a deeper appreciation and thankfulness for my husband. He is so active, and involved, and present, and available as both a daddy and a husband...I sometimes wonder how we got so fortunate.
Don't get me wrong, we have our struggles and challenges just like any couple does...but with the ups and the downs, he always helps me remember that the ups outnumber the downs by about a million...and that helps me get through the rough weeks. How couldn't it with those stats right?