WARNING.... This post is sorta graphic
There's nothing in the world more pitiful than sick kids. Friday night, Vivian came down with a stomach bug. at least 4 other people on the street also had it Friday night/early Saturday. I thought the rest of us were in the clear since no one in this house had shown any signs of a bug since Friday. I thought wrong. I dread the stomach bug! For one thing, I am the worst puker ( I say puke.. vomit sounds weird to me) on the planet. I strain so much that I end up with broken blood vessels all around my eyes and mouth.not a pretty site. So, when it starts passing around family members, I just sit and fear that I will be the next victim. When the kids get it, I of course swing into mommy mode - and even find myself being a cheerleader - "oh you are doing such a good job, thats it, get all the yuckies out, you will feel much better". I'm sure they appreciate it.
So far, I haven't gotten it. BUT - Tonight at 8:00pm. It struck Kerrigan. The first explosion that occurred without warning was in the kitchen while I was holding her. after shedding both of our clothing, she seemed pretty fine. the second explosion that occurred without warning, happened in the living room ALL over her BROTHER!!! (bad bad very very bad) - we now discovered that kyle has a very week stomach! - Yup you guessed it - Like a chain reaction, Kyle gagged and then puked all over the blanket on the couch. Now Gary had to swing into action too! - He ran for the kitchen to get a bowl for Kyle to use, while I dashed for the kitchen sink with the baby in hand, hoping to get most of it in the sink instead of on the Carpet. Poor Vivian had a huge melt down when she discovered that Kerrigan had done a fantastic job of puking directly on her favorite pocket book that had been left on the living room floor. Have any of you ever tried to chase after an 17 month old baby with a large plastic bowl hoping to anticipate her next explosion by watching her face for the slightest sign of another upchuck? Its pretty difficult - especially when you are laughing so hard you could pee your pants because you can't believe your son puked as a result of being puked upon, while washing off the pukey pocketbook to make that one stop crying.... whew... it was kind of like one of the comedy shows when they do that fast forward thing with the fast music. Turns out Kyle is fine for right now, he will probably be truly sick tomorrow, along with me because it is bound to happen. Kerrigan went to sleep, but wakes up about every 45 minutes to puke without success because there is nothing left to get out, and I am sitting here blogging about it. I pictured myself Blogging about how nice Thanksgiving was, and how well behaved the kids were at both family dinners. And that we had a great time at the VanDenburg family Christmas party on Saturday night, and... you know, so much has happened in the 4 days since my last post, but this just goes to show you - you can't wait 4 days to blog!!! a stomach bug might just sneak up on you and steal the Show.
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