October 19, 2007
…To hear my husband on the phone talk about how he’s dying and I’m here wondering how to wrangle as little contact with him as possible? Like…can I manage to get the kids packed up for tonight without actually entering the house?
…To worry about how to make sure all of my shows are going to record? Should I go into the house just long enough to check the DVR and possibly do so covered in plastic? Or would it be even more evil to ask MrZ to do it for me between trips to the bathroom?
…To consider getting a hotel in Birmingham over night to avoid the germs instead of coming home and taking care of my husband?
…To take his moment of weakness to interrogate my sick husband about the whereabouts of my missing Lil’ Debbie’s?
No Way is it wrong. I have a steel stomach. Never throw up. But when I was about as far along as you, both girls came down with the pukes and I inevitably got it too.
It’s EVIL, I tell ya.
That was the worst sick experience of my life. I’m thinking about you and sending well thoughts your way.
oh girl - I’d STRONGLY suggest renting that hotel room if at all possible. Poor Mr.Z, I know! But as someone who is currently in the middle of ROUND THREE of “passed around illness” and round three of “Project: disinfect this house, top to bottom - AGAIN”, god how I would love just one night where I am not sleeping in fear of husband or baby germs infecting me, yet again. Good luck on your road trip, adn stay healthy!!!!!!!!! also - totally ask him about those Lilttle Debbies - he will be too weak to think of any excuses…
The hotel room is sounding better. Or maybe if you run in the house and hold your breath and get your stuff and run back out…that might work. As far as the missing Lil’ Debbie’s??? I think you should interrogate him now, while he’s weak.
Not at all. To all of the above.
You know, the hotel wouldn’t be a bad idea. Because you need rest, since you haven’t gotten any. And it would break up the driving.
Had to laugh out loud about the missing Little Debbie inquiry as I thought that was a conversation that only occured at MY house
Two words: HAZMAT SUIT.
I see nothing wrong with any of the above.
Heehee, I think he and my hubby could be best friends. My hubby just called a few minutes ago, groaning and coughing that he was dying because he caught one of the girls’ cold. I told him it was his fault because I made sure to tell him not to go near them for kisses last week when two were down with a cold and he ignored me.
In all seriousness you should probably either not take the trip and wear yourself even thinner, giving rise to the potential of getting sick or sleep in a hotel. You are preggo and need to maintain your health. Maintain is my mantra.
LOL you sound like me! I hate being around sickpeople and germs. I have been known to come armed with clorox wipes. I want them to invent clorox wipegloves….
And…I forgot…I would totally put an apb out on the missing little debs…I love that girl…and all her cakes
WHERE ARE THE LIL’ DEBBIES?
That having been said, I hope this misses you. You do not want to be sick when you are pregnant. You can’t take ANYTHING worth a crap.
It SUCKS. I know. It happened TWICE. My germy husband got me sick. Both frickin’ times. It took me WEEKS to get over it. Him? Not so much.
Bastard.
The important thing is that I am no longer bitter.
Much.
Not wrong. Sooo not wrong.
I don’t think it is wrong. It’s simply sensible.
I did that once, lol…. my husband was majorly sick so I packed the kids and I up and stayed at my moms for 2 days, lolol…. Thankfully my husband doesn’t get sick often, lol