The Holidays alway seem to bring on the coughs and runny noses and fevers and dare I say it... upset stomach. Last week Nash had a 'sick' day and today it is Theo's turn. Both were from a nasty all night cough fest and prayers up, that is all. They seem to happen on a morning when they should all be in school and I have been waiting for a little mom time to get things done. Instead we snuggle and I drink a lot of coffee and make a to-do list for when they nap. But they don't nap, and I may have been played for a fool, so I embrace the extra snuggles and catch up on Dinosaur Train. We rarely sit still and in these moments I sometimes feel a little baby girl grooving in my belly. It is my absolute favorite thing about being pregnant - and maybe the only thing I have enjoyed this time around. A little reminder that, Lord willing, next year we will have six stockings on that fireplace. How joyful. How terrifying.