Remember how excited I was about my kid-free date night at the fancy schmancy Hall's Chophouse?
Yeah, me too, but it's a very sad and distant memory. I started feeling rough on the ride downtown and when we got to the restaurant, whammy. I was in full blown stomach bug disaster mode. I ate approximately 3 bites of my delicious meal.
I was unable to drink my pink champagne (now you know, I'm not exaggerating, I really was sick). We were home within 45 minutes of leaving on our date. Womp, womp. What a failure!
Mr. BMJ took Baby Girl on a fancy, tutu-wearing, daddy daughter dinner date Saturday night so I could rest. She was still feeling pretty rough, but I thought she was on the mend.
I finally felt better on Sunday. Just in time for Baby Girl to take a turn for the worse with her cold. Maybe taking her to the park wasn't such a great idea?!
We went to the doctor this morning and she has an ear infection. She also, according to the doctor, is probably at the tail end of having influenza B. Poor poor baby.
So, that's our weekend in a nutshell. My throat hurts and I haven't slept in 2 nights because of Baby Girl's coughing fits, so I'm not feeling very talkative today.
p.s. Why do I drink Baby Mama Juice? Aside from all of the above, my bestie Hoda Kotb is coming into town to film two episodes of The Today Show. It's Thursday morning for about 5 hours. It doesn't look like I'm going to be able to swing getting down there to see her. Not reunited and it feels so bad.