I don't know why but today I'm extra on edge and stomach bug freaked. Everything's been going really well lately so I can't figure out why I'm like this. My mile a minute brain is trying to figure out a way for me to be sick right now, because there's always a scant possibility I bet. I just don't know, I'm all mixed up today. This morning little Matt hardly ate his breakfast, which he usually inhales, he only had five or six little bites of a bagel half, and I don't think he touched his orange juice. I threw away the leftovers and he went to school, and in the 10 minutes it takes me to get home, I had convinced myself that the reason he didn't eat his breakfast was because he didn't feel well and had the stomach bug. Then I thought about how he wasn't as run around loud and crazy as he usually is in the mornings, which only added to my angst that he must be sick with something. Once I finally got home, I didn't feel good at all anymore, and was completely convinced that Matt has the stomach bug. I forced myself to have a miniature bagel with cream cheese, and then my stomach started hurting. Now I'm here feeling like a nutcase, because I think I'm sick with something from a kid that probably isn't even sick!