Let's talk about that week of blogging I just took off, without even planning it.
I'm sure I thoroughly angered my 2 biggest readers---Grandma and Grandpa. Sorry guys!
We started the week with the Mr. and his birthday:
He turned 14.
Why doesn't he age? I mean seriously. Apparently I am gaining years for the both of us.
But back to his birthday.
It actually sucked. I woke up with the flu. Aside from my birthday, this was the second worst day of the year to wake up and have the flu.
I basically felt guilty about it the whole day, so I pretended to be fine and continued to help the family out. Which resulted in 3 more members to succumb to the flu madness.
Note to self: Self, when you're sick, STAY AWAY.
We spent the entire week passing it around. Feeling better, then worse.
And we watched The Croods 189 times. I found out it's apparently Kohen's favorite movie.
By the end of the week, things started looking up for us. The 3 girls have yet to catch it which can only mean 1 thing: they are more sanitary than my boys. And me apparently.
The weather even was nice so we could get the germy kids outside for a while.
We didn't actually go get tested for the flu, but I'm pretty confident we had it. Everyone we do life with has had it---it was only a matter of time.
We survived on a lot of water and a lot of oils.
I posted on IG the oil regime we used (you can find it over there @theandersoncrew). The main thing we did was diffuse thieves around the clock. And a quick tip: to make your thieves last longer, purchase a bottle of clove too. I do about 3 drops thieves, 4 drops clove. Clove is a component of thieves, and a very inexpensive oil. This helps to stretch your thieves a bit further.
I also used RC, frankincense and a lot of lemon.
This was our first major sickness this season! I've always used our oils in a "preventative" mode, so to go into "treatment" mode was a new experience for me.
For most of the family, the flu didn't stick around for too long. I felt pretty crappy all week, but I attribute a lot of that to the fact that I hardly rested. When you're the mama, rest just isn't allowed.
And when you have this stinker running around:
You really don't get much rest...ever.
Happy belated birthday, Mr. Anderson!
You're welcome for giving you the greatest gift ever---the flu.