Sick. Again.

It's the fourth month of the year, and for at least the fourth time I am sick. (Honestly, I've lost count.) At least two colds, the flu, the stomach flu, and now, starting yesterday just after lunch, this horrible thing that felt like all of them rolled together. Thanks to Tylenol and a lot of sleep, I'm feeling a bit better, but everything tastes funny and my head still hurts.

Ordinarily I get sick about once a year, so this is extremely unusual. I guess it's all part of being a parent, though.

Maggie's congested and sleepy, but otherwise seems fine. Her Daddy took her to Gymboree today, so I could convalesce and feel sorry for myself.