Am I just wasting my time with all this frantic sanitizing. laundering, and please-keep-your-hands-off-the-baby-ing? Is it pretty much just the Way Things Are that when one gets sick, they're/we're all going down?
It's like a game of slow-motion, diabolical dominoes...just holding my breath and waiting to watch the next one fall. This is one of the things that frightens me most when I foolishly attempt to peer into my future: an endless succession of runny noses, sleepless nights, and ER visits, with the last kid recovering from one illness just in time for the first to move on to the next ailment. [Cue: This is where all you moms with more kids write in to reassure me that really it's not so bad :) ]
Back to wiping noses...But hey, no one's throwing up! This is no small mercy, and I do not take it for granted!