Ever since my second pregnancy, I get queasy very easily. I can't look at other people's blood, or other skin maladies. But yet, I am super mom. I can watch my child repeatedly barf all day without one stomach churn. Yes, I think I'm amazing. I can care and clean up my children's blood but none other, barely even my own. But somehow I can care for my kids. But now as I type this I feel... funny, I hope I didn't catch what they have.