I was wrong...

I was wrong, I admit it. I'm not wrong alot, but I'm wrong this time. I'm not just wrong, I am REALLY wrong.
I thought it might be good when my son gets sick b/c then my motherly instincts kick in - but he has been sick now for a week and I'm tired of it. I want him to be well again. I want to be able to sleep. He has infected me with something awful, and I'm really sick now too.
And, today is my husband's birthday. Happy Birthday! Sorry, honey. I do love you.