At no fault to him, this has probably been the hardest and most exhausting day of Jack's life-for both of us. Not only has neither of us slept well the last couple of days, but thanks to the daycare he is sick again-probably the most miserable he has ever been in his short life. I am so angry at them, so tired, so sad and worried for Jack, so stressed about all of the work piling on my desk, did I say so tired?

When Jack has been sick in the past, his disposition has always been on the pleasant side. Right now, nothing makes him happy and nothing makes him feel better. His face is covered in misery. He is exhausted, but can not get comfortable enough to sleep. He is hungry, but is too stuffed and sick to eat- and when he does eat some of it ends up coming back up. He does not want to sit or stand or crawl or lay or anything. We have been up since 5am, but crying since 1215am. Someone please change my battery.