My Kid is Sick, and I Know What Will Make Me Feel Better!

You know what I'd *love* to be doing right now?  Sitting on the couch, catching up on The Real Housewives of Orange County (because I still haven't watched part two of the reunion and I somehow feel as if my life won't be complete until I see it), sipping a glass of wine, and leisurely finishing up a blog post during commercials.

Instead, I'm in my dark bedroom, propped up in bed with Claire sprawled out next to me, listening to Jack protest bedtime over the sound of my white noise machine as I try to remember if the shower I just took was my third - or my fourth - of the evening.  Because Claire has been throwing up, and in between vomit baths and adding another load of laundry to the washing machine, I've been taking showers (you should see how much vomit this little baby can produce - and every.single.ounce has found it way onto me).

This little lady finally fell asleep on me after what was, I hope, her last time puking tonight.

We were all sick with The Pukes a few months ago, and it was way (WAY) worse than this has been.  This has been relatively easy.  Claire is her normal happy self and then randomly defiles me with regurgitated turkey bits or breast milk.  I seem to be suffering more than she is.

I don't think I ever thought parenting would be easy, but I never realized how hard it would be, either.

The thing is, I wouldn't trade even the sick days for a whole herd of magical miniature unicorns, and I really like miniature animals, and I love unicorns (who doesn't??).

Sure, I'd much rather be watching trashy television than picking bile-soaked bites of turkey out of my bra (why didn't anyone tell me how glamorous motherhood was going to be?).  But Claire needs me.  And The Real Housewives don't.

But you know what I need??

A TV in this bedroom!  Think of the multi-tasking I could do - catching up on reality shows, blogging, and being next to my sick and sleeping child all at the same time.  Seriously. That would be awesome.

Do you have a TV in your bedroom?  I wonder if it would be as awesome as I remember it (I don't think I've had one in the bedroom for seven years, at least) or if I'm just really jonesing for some lame TV right now.