As many of you know (or as I’ve whined about several times over the past couple of days) I have been suffering from a cold.
Interestingly, Jack is suffering from a cold too. Oh and his zillionith (okay, 3rd) ear infection, in so many months.
Last night I took some cold medicine which put me totally out. I was zonked. At around 1 am, when Jack’s Motrin wore off, he apparently woke up and started hollering…
In my medicated slumber I distinctly remembering shaking my husband and informing him:
“it’s bad client service to let the baby cry! Can you handle this situation appropriately?”
I think my work life is *maybe* seeping into my personal life – thoughts?
I’m totally stealing this line, by the way.