Well, it happened. We got hit with the plague. We have been blessed beyond expectations all winter since all we’d caught was a runny nose and a little cough. Actually, I thought it worked out great. Don’t you think that a big move and life change ought to be all the trials one needs in a year? I thought maybe that was enough to keep us healthy. Really, I am grateful we’ve been so healthy.
But all of that ended on Friday. I was supposed to have a day to myself. A friend offered to watch my angels while I got a much-needed eyebrow wax, ran some errands, and cleaned the house. Then Thursday night she told me her son was sick. Bummer! She said I could still bring the kids since it seemed to be a 24-hour thing. I declined.
Friday afternoon Buddy threw up all over my carpeted stairs. Fun times. He ended up being sick a few times before bed and then went to bed and slept all night. (I should’ve just brought him to my friend’s since he already caught the virus.) Saturday we went to the park and out to lunch since he seemed to be better. Sunday morning my man and Baby Girl joined the club. Buddy had problems on the other end. Fun times, again. When I got home from church (because I had to teach a class), Buddy seemed fine but the other two looked like they were dying. I cleaned up throw up, snuggled babies, washed laundry, and tried to keep myself sane. To reward myself for my efforts I put Buddy in the car and headed to treat myself at Chipotle. About 30 seconds into our trip he threw up all over the car. Fun times, yet again. At this point, while cleaning up a car seat (so not easy by the way), I just sat and sobbed. This was actually not fun, not at all.
So, today is Wednesday. Right? I’ve lost track. Baby Girl and Buddy continue to fight this lovely plague. Every time I think we’re in the clear someone proves me wrong. My man returned to work today. Meanwhile I cuddled my babies. And watched Netflix kids, lots of Netflix kids.
Hopefully this ends soon. Don’t get me wrong, I love my pajamas and my couch, but I could use a change of scenery. Boy, am I glad we’ve been relatively germ-free up until this week. If we hadn’t, my sanity would be long gone!