Gloomy is how I would describe today.  The outside of my home was cold and gray and the inside consisted of me caring for both my sick boyfriend and fussy teething baby. It's odd seeing Kyle in such a vulnerable state- all curled up in bed. The only thing he could manage to get down was water, Gatorade, and a few saltines.

Sage was wonderful for the most part, but I'm sure the teething process is beginning for her. She is constantly drooling and chewing on her fingers. I purchased some safe toys for her to chew on..but she seems to prefer her little fingers more right now.

Tomorrow will be better. I just hope I'm not the one that ends up sick in bed all day