It's not funny anymore

So ever since we brought Kate home from the hospital, this is how at least one of our kids have looked (I've counted myself lucky if it was only one at a time). We've been through awful colds, throwing up flus, and most recently this horrible bug that I don't know what it is (extremely high fever and absolutely no energy). Everything just keeps cycling through the kids. I'm not exaggerating when I say there has maybe been 3 or 4 days in the last two months that no one in our family has been sick. I've been trying to keep a positive attitude, finding humor in how ridiculous the never-endingness of it is, but my humor and endurance for the whole thing has been depleted. I told John last night that I think I'll have a mental breakdown today :) I'm just exhausted physically and mentally. It is scary because we have this new little baby who definitely should not get sick. So I've become absolutely anal about germs (but it hasn't seemed to stop my kids from passing stuff around). And now with Macy, it is hard because she just wants me to hold her and be right next to her. What do I do when Kate is crying too? Ugh. Poor little Macy though. It just breaks my heart to see her so sick. She doesn't have energy to even hold her own food or even move her little body. When John came home yesterday he was trying to pinpoint what was different. It was the absense of Macy's cute little, "DA DA! Hi DA DA" She was just a little rag doll laying on the couch. Ugh. I'm crossing my fingers that this will be the last for awhile. Although Avery hasn't gotten this particular bug yet, so maybe her picture will be up here next. Hmm....