You’ve probably heard by now, but the Washington, D.C. area got hit by a blizzard over a week ago. It was kind of a big deal. Schools shut down for over a week. Or for parents, an eternity.
And then, this past Monday, the clouds parted, a chorus of angels sang down from the heavens, and schools reopened! Hallelujah! After a week mostly spent stuck at home with both kids pretending to have fun playing in the snow and baking and watching Frozen 15 times, I dropped Elisabeth off that Monday full of excitement and joy. But when I picked her up a few hours later, she appeared a bit… peaked. No. Nope. Not happening. She’s not sick.
Yes. Yup. Happening. She was sick. Full on fever, and later that night, puking. And James – who has had The Cough (you know, that nagging cough that kids get in October and doesn’t go away until March) – was particularly mucous-y and gross. So I called it: Tuesday was a sick day. Baton down the hatches, we were staying home.
I get it. Kids get sick. It happens. It’s just that the timing of this sick day was a particular affront.
Both kids sick days after a week of school closures. There is no justice in this world. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Really? REALLY? Elisabeth gets a fever and upset stomach THE FIRST DAY BACK TO SCHOOL IN OVER A WEEK. Could they not have gotten sick when we were snowed in?
I love my kids. But being stuck inside with my 20-month-old boy and four-year-old girl ALL DAY because it would be morally wrong to expose their snotty, feverish, germ-y selves to the outside world is… trying. Sort of like being stuck inside all day with the Tasmanian Devil and Regina George.
I started the day off as any good parent would – letting Elisabeth zone out in front of the TV. Unfortunately after that, severe sleep deprivation clouded my judgment and I took out the craft supplies in an effort to “do” something with my children. Bad move. One of the main reasons I send my kids to preschool is so that I do not have to do this kind of stuff with them at home.
Chaos ensued, and I decided to take to Twitter. It’s the Millennial thing to do. So in my laziest blog post ever, here’s the Twitter version of the longest ever: #sickday.
First #sickday tantrum: Abby was not on today's episode of @sesamestreet. #whymykidcried
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Second #sickday tantrum: I wouldn't let my toddler climb on our glass table and play with scissors. #whymykidcried
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Good Lord, how is it only 11:56!? #sickday #momlife
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
My son is now eating bread and mayonnaise for lunch because I have lost the will to cook. And to live. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Now my son is individually throwing away each grape of the bowlful he threw to the floor. This should kill at least 30 minutes. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
3rd #sickday tantrum: I didn't give my daughter enough Mac N Cheese. She should be grateful she's not eating bread & mayo. #whymykidcried
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
4th #sickday tantrum: My son has infiltrated my daughter's tent and SHE WANTS ALONE TIME, DAMNIT! #whymykidcried pic.twitter.com/lAW6xDa5eK
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
These tantrums are coming fast and furious. Yesterday was a bad day to give up wine. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Just found toddler with a lotion bottle. Now he, his shirt, and my bedroom carpet are properly moisturized. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Welp, there goes the sippy cup into the toilet and then right back into the mouth. I wonder why kids keep getting sick? #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Just found. Cause of death unknown, but the 4-year-old will be brought in for questioning. #SickDay pic.twitter.com/z53EZqu26W
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
NAP TIME!!!!! (And maybe time to put on pants?) #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
I'm going to be so productive while the kids sleep!
*Clicks on HGTV
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Stop. #RHOBH AND old Beverly Hills, 90210 are on. How does a girl choose?#sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
OMG I think it's the episode when Dylan marries Rebecca Gayheart and her dad accidentally kills her.
I hope my kids nap forever. #SickDay
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Actually, might be the episode before the wedding. But there's still some excellent Kelly-Colin drama. I miss the 90s.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
I feel like I need to tweet about #IowaCaucus or something. That's the thing to do today, right? #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Dylan just promised to never let anything/anyone hurt Rebecca Gayheart. Whoa boy, Dylan. That is… Not going to work out for you. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Maybe my kids will be sick tomorrow so I can watch the wedding-murder episode.
Wait, what am I saying? #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Must. Get. Off. Couch.
Oooooh… Is J. Crew having a sale?
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Lost a block of cheddar cheese. Found it in the living room. Naturally.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Still missing: Pee-soaked diaper that son removed and subsequently hid… Around 4 hours ago. #sickday #ToddlerLife
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
B/t the missing diaper & the toilet sippy cup & the lotion, it appears I'm not really paying attention to my son. That is… Kinda true.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Ah, daughter just made first escape attempt from mandatory quiet time. Not today, sista, not today. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
I wonder how long I can stretch those, "Fifteen more minutes only" of quiet time I just promised my daughter. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
2 hours! The boy napped for 2 hours! And the girl only got out of quiet time once!
I'm not quite sure what's happening. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Could my kids at least act a little sicker? I mean, I didn't imagine the throwing up and fever last night, did I? #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
We're doing it. We're venturing OUTSIDE. Illnesses be damned! #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
5th tantrum: 1 Tricycle, 2 Kids. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
"Can I watch TV now?" – My 4-year-old.
My mind is saying no but my heart is saying, Dear God Yes. #sickday— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Is my daughter's fever coming back, or is she just overheated from crying about the bathroom soap being hard to pump?
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
My daughter just coughed up a ton of phlegm and dribbled it onto my Pottery Barn throw. This is why we can't have nice things.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Annnnnd didn't defrost enough chicken for the whole family. I am failing domestic life so hard right now. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Trying to negotiate a trade with my toddler: his snack for the missing dirty diaper. This is not working out in my favor. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
"Don't touchhhhh me!"
Only an hour and a half till bedtime. Only an hour and a half till bedtime. #sickday pic.twitter.com/yRR04GXWTD
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
"I need to sleep." Words spoken by my child, never. Until now.
Well, damn. She is sick.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Toddler just tried to make a break for it out the front door. Again.
Must have heard about the dinner situation.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
I can't believe my daughter put herself to bed at 6:00. Acting like you're not sick when you're actually sick must be exhausting. #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Now, I wonder what horrid hour she will wake up – starving, no doubt – in the middle of the night. Any bets? #sickday
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
I wonder what the odds are that my toddler has peed in the bath that's he's drinking from right now? Probably high.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 2, 2016
Hubby home just in time to put toddler to bed. How convenient.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 3, 2016
Fever is definitely back. COME ON! You're killing me, Smalls.
So maybe I'll see you tomorrow.
— Diana Loveless (@DianaLoveless1) February 3, 2016
Indeed, Elisabeth is quarantined at home again today. When she A) Put herself to bed at 6:00 B) Without Dinner and C) In the middle of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, I should’ve known things were serious. But alas, I probably won’t be tweeting about it all day today; I think I developed carpel tunnel from all the typing. How do people do this all the time?
Anyway, figured some of you parents out there could relate. If you’re into this kind of thing, you can follow me on Twitter here, and go ahead and give my Facebook page a Like if you’re interested in keeping up with this blog and/or gratuitous posts of weird things my four-year-old says.
Hope you and yours are staying healthy!


Your exhaustion and frustration have affected your spelling. I believe it’s batten down the hatches not baton (as in drum major) down. But cute. You know, YOUR mother would have handled this situation easily–WITH 50% MORE CHILDREN!!! As Donald Trump says, This is YUGE!