Here I am doing what I always do when I don’t know what to do next: blogging.

After a long stretch of not being able to accomplish anything at home, I looked forward to today, when the kids would be at daycare, I would be home, my dad would be here visiting and helping me if I needed to move heavy objects. You know, just in case.

But! Of course, there is one!

BOTH children have fevers that will not go away with one dose of children’s acetaminophen. And so they are here with us, shut in the house because it is 102 degrees outside, alternately running around like crazy and clinging to me with their hot, sweaty bodies.

When this development made itself known, this development that is two sick children, I inwardly cried “No fair!” I quickly calculated how much I would NOT get done today. I pleaded for them to nap long enough for me to check some stuff off the list and then take my own nap, because Lord knows I need it. My sweet father offered to watch the kids while I went off and did whatever, but they will settle for no less than Mommy.

I had to admit to myself that there will be no forward progress on this day. I’ll have to settle for the hope that someday, when my boys are older, they will remember that when they got sick, Mommy was a comforting presence who gave them popsicles and let them watch Dora over and over again until she went insane.

Oh, the sacrifices of motherhood.

I just returned from a roadtrip that included me, Kyle, and Brady. Stewart caught a virus and was miserable so he stayed home. I felt like I was doing something kinda crazy by taking on the roadtrip on my own, and I was. The road part sucked, both on the way there and on the way back. The destination was fun: a house on a lake in the mountains, with swimming and beer and meals and fireworks and even a short nap involved. But the drive home really sucked so that takes some wind out of the old sails, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that my latest article is up on The Mommy Times. It’s about surviving life with a toddler and a newborn. Surviving is the best I can do.