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Sick Kids and a weekend in the bush...

We are finally going away for a weekend, a much needed weekend in the bush, house in Zebula booked, Sekai coming along so mommy and daddy can pay golf and of course, Liam and Luka are sick. 

Luka went to the GP last Thursday, she has bronchiolitis, this week, both started vomiting in tandem, tonsils, ears, antibiotics. 

I am done, I am totally pooped, I feel like I am dying, Luka refuses to drink any meds, she hates the asthma mask / inhaler that she has, she refused her medication, her food, her milk.  There is really only so much one mommy can handle, and I tell you I have reached breaking point now. 

I told Gerhard this morning that despite the fact that Luka is the smallest (6 month old mind you) member of the household, HER mood dictates the mood of the house, she is unhappy, Gerhard and I start bickering, Liam cries, it is quite astounding.  We are all at a bit of a low right now, feeling a tad emotional and sorry for ourselves (at least I am).

It has been a tough week, emotionally draining, I even cried at times, and with two sick kids in the mix, ai!  I hate this time of year, but then again, this too shall pass, the sun will shine tomorrow and all and all.

So, here is to better days, diet is working wonders, but I decided to give gym a skip, Monday is the start of another week, I will be having some WINE and CARBS this weekend, hey, we need to remind ourselves what it is all about and why life is (mostly) good from time to time.  Zebula, watch out, here I come!

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