The end is near AGAIN....

Not the laundry...I've given up on that pipe dream! My mission to be laundry free is over. It will never be accomplished and so we will move on to more realistic goals. I'll let you know when I set one. (Right now the only goal I've got is to make it through the day without crying, which I almost did during school today!)

Instead this time it's the end of my rope. It is very, very near. There has been at least one person in our household since Thursday either throwing up or....well you know. Seriously I am going to lose my mind...for real. Just when I think we are on the up, because it's been a safe 48 hours since any one's been sick...someone else gets it. Right now my husband is in bed feeling like death is at his door. I think at one point he was lying on the bathroom floor not wanting to move. Sad very, very sad.

Meanwhile I am dealing with a very, very cranky baby who is nearing the end of my patience. He, too, has had the funk. It started Sunday morning when he threw up and since his diapers have not been the same...heeheeehaha...not so funny! Although his diapers are not very funny trying to feed him the last few days IS. He refuses to eat. Perhaps because he is cutting a whopper of a tooth, or because his stomach has taken a hiatus, or maybe just because it's push mommy to her limits season! Whatever the reason I thought I would illustrate with pictures what it looks like in the highchair the last few days....

As the spoon approaches we get this...

We get closer and I actually think he might open up his mouth....

But instead I get this...

The best is this face....

And this one...he almost looks a little incredulous at my attempts to feed him....A bit irritated...perhaps annoyed. Nevertheless very, very funny looking I must admit.

And I try again...this time the arms join in on the fun (there is definitely some Italian in him)...

Here's a picture of one of the culprits to his unhappiness...

The bulge on the left...can you see it? I'm ready to push it through myself!