The big girl has been running a fever since Wed. The baby and I started last night. I can pretty much guarantee I'm down for a few days. We're heading to the dr. The baby has never had a sick appt and the big girl hasn't had one in years. This is bad.
Weigh in today 253lbs. I'd complain, but I'm too sick to care. (Also, a pair of jeans is now officially too big, and a shirt that kept popping open now fits beautifully. So even though the numbers haven't changed my body is changing.)