A mother's gift

My daughter had her 6th birthday "party" yesterday. She doesn't officially turn 6 until Wednesday.

My husband came home from work Friday, near death. He kindly passed it onto to me, so when I woke up on Sunday, I knew that things weren't right. Never sure what to expect around here... maybe I had an off night? But as the day wore on, I literally felt death at my door. I'm glad the party was only 2 1/2 hours long.. sooooo glad it was that long.. dh and I probably would have been happier if it was 2 hours. The girls wanted entertaining, and dh and I just could't do that for them. The notion of "free play" was so foreign to them. Just PLAY! (can't you see I'm sick?!) :D

All in all it was a good party.

There should be a rule out there in the universe, that no mom's should be sick during a child's birthday. Here, one of the most important days of a child's life, and their mom looks like she party too long on Halloween. Uhm.. children, you don't mind if I still am dressed like a ghoul, do you?

Happy birthday to my dear little girl. I will feel much better on your actual birthday, I'm sure. :)