Baby Barf

Baby J is sick. Very sick. His parents are sick. So, guess who is taking care of sick baby. Yesterday it was barf, barf and more barf. Temperature 102. So we cleaned up barf, gave baby bath, gave ourselves baths, begged baby to drink liquids between doses of baby tylanol, held him, cuddled him all night. The fever broke. Here I am at work, trying hard not to nod off. Grandpa is home with Baby J. They are both asleep. Something is not fair about all this...