So, I got started back to blogging with the new year, and I’ve done ok this first few weeks with joining up to linky parties and posting more regularly. But, as it will, life got in the way of my progress this weekend. On Wednesday night, the stomach flu hit our house and didn’t ease up until today, Monday. Now, I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that when your children are taking turns puking (occasionally on the carpet, no less) and you have a fever and churning, burning tummy, that blogging, much less anything else) is the last thing on your mind. I spent Saturday alternating between the couch and my bed, with two sickies snuggled up with me. I kept telling myself that at least it was a three day weekend, that I could be productive on Sunday and Monday. And here I am, Monday night, on the eve of going back to school for finals week, and I’m disappointed to say that the productive spurt I was hoping for this weekend never hit. But, on the other hand, I had the chance to love up my boys, take care of them when they weren’t feeling well, and spend lots of quality, albeit low energy, time with them just enjoying each other’s company. It wasn’t a pretty weekend, and far too many bodily substances ended up outside of the body instead of inside where they belong, but it again reminded me that my impact as a mom goes way farther than any grading, planning, or cleaning ever could.