Noah is still sick. He seems to be getting worse instead of better so yesterday I took the poor little guy to the doctor. I was assured that he'd be feeling better in a day or two, and I left feeling like we might finally be illness-free by the end of the week. My optimism was short-lived, however, because last night I woke up to Emma crying and discovered she'd thrown up all over the bed. Sigh. Do you ever have those days where you feel like you just want to run away?