by Sarah MacLaughlin | Dec 31, 2012 | family, holidays, illness, my life
It goes down in history as the worst case of The Christmas Cold ever. Our idyllic New England holiday was darkened by the combination of a wretched virus and about twelve inches of snow. The first day was supposed to start with my husband taking our son to the last...
by Sarah MacLaughlin | Mar 2, 2011 | illness
I have fallen hard from the high of toilet success and the beginning brightness of some decent nights of sleep have been utterly destroyed. We have managed to maintain a good nighttime routine, but the sniffling and coughing are landing him in our bed somewhere...
