Yes. I'm still alive.

Things I've learned while sitting on death's doorstep (in no particular order):

1. No matter how excited I am about the 6 things I have planned for the weekend, when my fever is 102 and my body aches so bad that the clothes on my back feel like some sort of torture device, I will not be attending any of those functions. Not. A. One.

2. As the parent of a toddler boy, one should expect that he will appear one day with a huge, red, scabby, burnish looking thing on his body. Hunter's is on his abdomen and no one knows where it came from, which makes it all the more painful every time I look at it. Hunter? Hunter's not phased one bit by it.

3. My husband keeps his promises. And I couldn't love him more.

4. When you see your son for a total of only 3ish hours in a 5 day period, you really really really start to miss him...and almost forget what his sweet face looks like. So you'll sneak in his bedroom at 2 am when he's sleeping (and unfortunately you are not) just to take a peek.

5. James knows the clean up song. And he sounds DANG cute singing it.

6. Four nights in a row sleeping in a separate bed from your husband is too many.

7. Missing just one day of Hunter's life takes away the opportunity of witnessing so many cute things. I'm trying to get some of these on video so they can be the subject of my next post:)