Yesterday’s breakage: my beloved cheap-ass blue plastic tapestry needle, done in by forcing it through too many tight Peace Fleece Stitches. Rest in peace, little needle.

Today’s breakage: Blake’s fever. It spiked again this afternoon, so my parents took him to the doctor. Turns out he’s got a double ear infection. And here I was all smug about his lack of ear trouble, a sharp contrast to the Boy & myself. I was all ready to claim another victory for breastfeeding. Still, despite my deep psychological pain, it’s worse for him than me. Then again, he gets his yummy banana penicillin. I don’t get anything, not even a day off. Drag.

One more day until I can collapse to a boneless heap. I don’t think I’m going to wake up until Monday morning.

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- Rocketbride's adventure of 11/02/2006 09:13:00 p.m.