Sunday Morning

I knew yesterday that I would have to be home this morning, as Nathan has a NASTY chest cold. Poor guy! I've been dosing him with large amounts of expectorant through the day and expectorant and cough suppressant at night, but it still makes me ache just to listen to him.

Yesterday, Gareth said his arms and neck ached and were the glands swollen? They were-absolutely disgustingly swollen and squishy. By yesterday afternoon, I ached and by yesterday evening we both ached pretty much all over. This morning, we crawled out of bed like we are seriously geriatric!!!! We don't "feel" sick, just horribly achy in our muscles and joints! It's kind of funny. We obviously have something, but minus the "sick" feeling we can laugh about it and are spending a fair amount of time laughing at the sight of each other gimping around like we're ancient.

So, none of us are in church this morning. Gareth wants to try to go tonight, but I am encouraging him to consider not taking whatever we have and sharing it around.

In the meantime, we are enjoying something that we don't usually have. A quiet week-end morning at home without doing much. We slept in a little bit, had a leisurely breakfast, and then put on one of our favorite worship cds. Noah and I gently pottered around the kitchen inventing a gourmet meal for this afternoon, Nathan and Rosie are playing upstairs, and right now Daddy and Noah are lying on the couch reading A.A. Milne's "Winnie the Pooh" to each other.

Such a peaceful morning! I'm going to enjoy the opportunity to catch up on some blogging and then enjoy a nice long warm bath to see if that helps with the achiness, and then look forward to family worship this afternoon.