Not feeling great. Way under the weather and praying that by some miracle I will be able to swallow by Friday without wanting to faint. Before bed these last two days I run a bath at 7:30pm and just sit in there for 10 min.
Both nights I’m reminded that I will never ever get alone time ever again and in hindsight I should cherish these moments.
Both nights my 5 yo son has dumped his toys in my tub. As well as decided at that moment when I get in the tub is when he has to “Go” to the bathroom.
Assuring me the whole time if I close the curtain it will be fine. Despite the “courtesy flush” or the toys in the tub I’m too weak to do anything. 5 min in he’s done and needs assistance.
The life of mom 
