The Ills Of Parenting Have Befallen Me

What I would give for a healthy family!

Now don't get me wrong, I love my family very much, but having to nurse two of the three other members to health, while making sure that the other stays healthy is starting to take its toll on me.

Let's start this story from the beginning shall we? For the Fourth of July weekend, we made an impromptu trip to my wife's home state of New Jersey. Her grandfather has been diagnosed with a small aneurysm in his head, so she felt that she should make sure she sees him as soon as possible. So, against our usual judgment, we braved the holiday traffic and drove down the Turnpike. As luck would have it, we ran into very little traffic, which was odd when you consider we crossed the George Washington Bridge to get there from Vermont.

Well, luck would turn later that night. We made a short stop over at her Aunt and Uncle's home in North Jersey, about four hours into our six and a half hour ride. This was something that we thought would be good, considering it would allow us a short layover, letting the kids stretch their legs before completing the rest of the trip. This also allowed my wife and I to see the newest addition to her side of the family, a baby boy which her cousin and husband aptly named Gehrig. Despite not being a Yankee fan, I still respect the Iron Horse, so I have no qualms with the name. After taking in some lunch, we continued on our happy little way.

With approximately one half hour left in our trip my littlest guy, Logan, started to act strange. By the time we reached my In-laws house, my son barely made it out of the car before he started vomiting. Needless to say, a night that was supposed to be about taking advantage of the Mom and Dad for babysitting was spent intermittently sleeping and holding a bucket for my little guy to throw up in. After a night this continuing until the sun rose, we decided we would give up and head home. We arrived home around 10:00pm on Saturday night and immediately crashed.

My son started turning the corner Sunday night, and by Monday morning he was all geared up to go back to daycare to see his friends. Mom and Dad were supposed to spend the day off together, taking an extra vacation day for us. But as luck would have it, I ended up taking my wife to the doctor after dropping my kids off, where she promptly tested positive for Strep Throat.

So why am I telling you my tales of woe? Simple, I've not had time to even look at the computer long enough to carve out something of use over the last few days. I did manage to write down some stray thoughts at work yesterday, but that has been the extent of my creativity. Hopefully, things will get better soon and I can get back shortly. But alas, my family comes first, and if I need to be Doctor Fragnoli for a few more days, I'm sure the Internet will still be here when I return.

Thanks for listening. I'll catch up with you all shortly.