Let me start by saying that there was no way Super-Grandpa was going to let BB sleep in a room overflowing with furniture boxes and a mattress blocking the hallway.....
We kept the crib in there, just in case she didn't like the bed.... yeah, we might as well have packed it up while the tools were out, because she was so beyond excited to sleep in there, she climbed right up and slept through the night and even waited for Daddy to get her out in the morning (I was majorly worried about her walking around)
Now, you know those super-moms who get sick and still somehow manage to do all their stuff and be cheery.... I am not one of those! I am majorly sick right now and dragged my sorry behind to the doctor's office this morning, only to be laughed right out of there.... it hasn't been long enough, and I just need to take some Tylenol Cold, drink fluids, rest and be a big girl. Instead, I am lying on the couch, watching TV sideways, drinking tea with lemon-honey sticks from Trader Joes and making piles and piles of tissues all around me. Because when I get sick, I cannot function. At All.
I hope Dumpling feels like watching a movie after school because that's about all I'm going to manage.