Thanks to my Timehop app, I know that the toddler was sick last New Year’s Day. Fast forward one year, and he has a nasty cold and I’m developing the same cough.
Day one of the new year was pretty fantastic (minus the coughing fits, because…you know. Not fun. Or fantastic.) We played a lot, relaxed at home, didn’t spend a dime at a store, watched funny tv (old ‘Friends’ episodes) and played some more. I even re-started reading a book, which I’m notorious for doing.
If yesterday was any indication of how the rest of 2014 will pan out, we are going to have a very good year. Today hasn’t been the worst, but I do feel awful for the kiddo who can’t take any of the hardcore cough syrup (that I could find at our insanely slow/understocked CVS.) I bought a cough medicine for him that’s as natural as they come, and I’m hoping he can get some much-needed rest.
While he napped today, my mom read a book in our living room so I could go for a short-ish run. I got in 3 miles in a decent time. (I also made the run to CVS while she was here.)
Day three of the new year should be so much better, I hope. It’s snowing, and I predict the husband will have a snow day, or at least a snow delay. And maybe if the toddler is feeling/sounding a little better, we can take him out in the snow for at least a few minutes. The boy LOVES his snow.