The Bug

In my last post I mentioned that Grayson had been throwing up on Thursday night....well, he kept it going throughout the night until right around 1 AM. Poor guy came down with some kind of stomach bug I guess, and even though the throwing up only lasted that night, he's still been having tummy troubles for several days. The great thing about that baby is that he is pretty much happy no matter what. Aside from the times he was actually getting sick, he's acted no different. AND, he's teething! Two of his top teeth have broken through, and two are right on the verge. He's such a champ! Still, seeing your baby in that condition is no fun for a mama. Broke my heart a little!

Friday we luckily didn't have any showings on the house, so we stayed in and just let him rest, which I'm sure was needed. I also got to experience de-vomiting a house for the first time - let's just say, I'm not a fan. Most definitely NOT a very glamorous side of motherhood.

Saturday we had a couple of showings on our house, so we went with our realtor and looked at a few and then went to visit A's parents. When we got home A started feeling kind of gross, so he decided to go to bed around 9. At some point he made the mistake of saying something along the lines of "You can't catch anything from a baby!", probably when I said "I hope you aren't getting Grayson's stomach virus!".

Well, I think you all know what happened. He was in bed alllll day Sunday. I felt awful for him. Luckily he's not one of those guys who acts like he's dying when he's sick, so he wasn't demanding, but I still tried to take good care of him. Luckily my mom got here Saturday night to stay with me while A's traveling, so she was able to watch Grayson quite a bit.

It seems like Grayson and A are both almost back to normal, and I'm hoping and praying that I side-stepped it somehow and didn't catch anything. I've sanitized just about every inch of the house, so I should be good.

It has got me thinking though, how do you handle more than one sick child? Like, that has to be the most miserable thing EVER. I'm exhausted, and I didn't even really do that much more than normal. I can't imagine two or three kids throwing up and cleaning up that mess, having to comfort them all....it just sounds so hard! Hopefully when I have more than one they just miraculously will never be sick, like ever, but somehow I doubt that...

OH, and here's one of my favorite pictures ever. Both my poor sick guys. I love it.