What a week it’s been in The World of the Webeck’s once more. Not only do we both seem to be reeling from rather stressful weeks at work, but too, the dreaded day-care curse has struck again and Harrison (and, therefore, his parents) are enduring another illness as it takes its toll. It’s so heartbreaking to see him so utterly miserable, and to cry so earnestly to ensure his feeling of wretchedness is conveyed – as if the streaming nose, flowing as freely as Niagara Falls, wasn’t evidence enough…

The Husband is unwell too, much to his disgust. He is, to quote him “sick and tired of being sick and tired” and I heartily echo his sentiments as well. Is it the lot of parents that we just continually ride the rickety roller coaster of sickness and health, veering wildly from illness and melancholy, to relative well being? I wouldn’t dare assume 100% health was within reach any time soon either. Leading the busy lives that we do, seemingly spending all our time rushing from one thing to the next might be good in terms of stress induced weight loss but always leaves us a few rungs below the height of the health ladder.

And then when you factor in the variables such as train travel to work (germs), working in air conditioning (airborne germs) and Harrison attending Day-Care (ultimate breeding ground for germs), I expect we’d better just get used to being victims of the viral vicious cycle!