I am beginning to believe that 2012 is just an extension of 2011. I mean, before 2011 ended, my husband and I kicked it out of the window, made it clear that we do not want even half of its shadow and luck (or the lack of) rubbed in to 2012.
Twenty five days after, it says otherwise. We started the year with a Nemo hospital confinement. My two-year old hand a nasty fever which turned out to be an infection that fluctuated her white blood cells count. That freaked me out real bad because low WBC = Dengue fever in my book. I want none of that with any of my kids!