This has been a chaotic week compounded by sick children.

Jonah missed three days of school, because of a bad virus. Last night, Ian started puking at around 1:00 am and puked every hour after that. He's buried under a pile of blankets on the sofa right now watching SpongeBob.

As the boys get older and I'm no longer around dirty college students, we don't get sick as often anymore. Still, nursing kids through bad colds and stomach viruses is a basic part of raising children. I want to take this minute to point out how little protections there are for parents in the workplace. From in Institute for Women's Policy Research:

Nearly half of all workers do not have paid sick days, including more than 22 million women. Even fewer have paid sick days policies allowing them to visit the doctor or stay home to care for sick children. Only one in four low-wage workers is provided with this health benefit. For those without paid sick days, short-term health needs can mean missing work and pay, or even being fired.

I need to hydrate Ian slowly and wash a mountain of stinky sheets. I'll be back later when he's stabilized.