Medusa?

Its been one of those days. The baby is sick, so I wearing sweats, my hair is pulled back, I'm covered in snot and everything is sticking to me. I just cant seem to get motivated to do the dishes, and I could really use a nap, but fact is that I cant really sleep during the day very well. So I feel disgusting and tired and the baby wont let go of my leg. And isn't it amazing how despite all this, a kiss from my littel angel and kind words from my friends (((((Dar ))))) make me feel not only human again, but content and refreshed. Ready for the next bout of snot and tears.
So I guess I won't turn anyone to stone just yet. Nope, too busy being "Mama".