Germaphobia...

Okay, I'll admit it here in our blog. I'm a germaphobe. Not the super anal retentive germaphobe type mind you, but someone who would rather live in a healthy home than one wrought with illness. This winter has been a train wreck. All three of the kingdom's precious cherubs have fallen prey to more than one viral infection (sinus, common cold and the newest one, rotovirus). I alcohol wipe ever doorknob, switch plate, set of car keys, bannister and faucet once a week. I wash clothes in hot water with bleach (or bleach alternative). I wipe down counter tops with Clorox wipes and there is a bottle (or two) of Purell hand sanitizer in every single room. My hands alone are dry and cracked from all the handwashing--but still--the children are sick. I don't get it. The twins hardly leave the house so it just seems impossible that they could ever be sick. Low and behold, they are. Not once this winter, but for the third time. Can someone out there PLEASE explain it to me? My hope was to keep them safe from germs for at least six months. That way, they'd at least reach a sleep-through-the-night pattern so that the king and queen could get some much needed rest. But NO....THAT is asking way too much. So, going on five months now Tony and Wendy continue to remain sleep deprived, exhausted, and fighting unknown viruses at every turn. What was the line from My Big Fat Greek Wedding--"put a little Windex on it." Maybe that's what I'll go do now.....