It has been a month. And when I say that it should be in capital letters like this: It has been A MONTH. First Ruthie got pneumonia (one night in the ER). Then the baby got some kind of viral lung infection compounded by a bacterial infection (a bunch of doctor's visits culminating in a night spent at Children's Hospital for both of us). Then it was spring break and we went to Oregon to look at houses in Eugene and visit my parents. Then we came back and I had a really busy week getting ready for a strike that didn't happen.
And I'm exhausted.