Mood:
After 9 days of Ben being sick, I thought the worst was over, but today, I woke up to find Ben had a rash all over his body. So we gave in and brought him to the doctor. He was diagnosed as having Roseola, which is some virus that kids pass around like every other spit-swapping disease they pass around. Some strange lady in CVS insisted I was saying it wrong and correcting me with "Rosacea." I didn't even have the energy to try to explain that my 13 month old son was not diagonosed with Rosacea! Then when I called James to tell him what Ben had, he responded by "You mean Ben has Rosacea?" Ben does NOT have Rosacea, but I'm pretty sure the old man who lives next door to us does.
On a happier note, after weeks of harassing James and telling him to feel my stomach so he can feel the next little baby move, he finally gave in and actually felt little Tom move tonight. I was much happier with his reaction with Tom than with Ben. He smiled and was happy tonight...with Ben, he said "that's not a baby, that's just gas."