A pile of laundry sits next to the vacuum from the 4th round of throwing up I endured with Crew today. (Finn had it on Monday. They both had the flu just over a week ago. Yes, the flu was kind enough to wait a week and a half before visiting us again.)
I'm still in my clothes from the night before, I have not showered. I have a headache from the smell of puke after cleaning it out of sheets, toys, clothes and towels. But then I look around again and see two other things: My sweet boys quietly playing and reading their books.
And I thought to myself... I love my life.