Thanks for the helpful, supportive comments on my note yesterday. You have me feeling a bit more optimistic, which obviously isn't hard given how low I was feeling then. I'd like to say things are turning up but it is, after all, still January. Shortly after I got into the city for a day at the office my daycare provider called to say my youngest was running a temp and was being booted out for today and tomorrow. Tike perked up before bedtime and then coughed so hard she threw up her entire nighttime bottle onto my new king size pillows. Sometimes parenthood is so glamorous. But she is finally asleep and I've decided to find the entire episode funny. Until it happens again anyway.
On the suggestions, I am going to make a push for some "me" time soon - but sick kids make it hard. (I sometimes daydream about getting a hotel room alone for 6-8 hours of uninterrupted sleep in a room I don't clean and a bed I don't make. I wonder how my family would take that as a birthday request. :)) Last night I also clarified to my husband that I do not find Patriots games particularly romantic and he better be ready to rethink date night after this weekend. He had the good sense to appear somewhat embarrassed. On the computer, the one I'm using actually IS one I bought for myself but somehow his computers keep crashing and subsequently mine mysteriously acquires new programs I haven't installed myself. Haven't decided how hard I want to fight about that. There are so many battles to choose from. Finally, as a transplant to the area myself from much warmer climes, I am always happy to gripe about New England weather and feel your pain. I'm so looking forward to spring. We mommies in particular have earned it. (Not every winter in MA is this bad. This is the worst I remember in years. Hope that helps.)