Well for the second time this December the hubby and I cuddled up on the couch to watch It's a Wonderful Life. We were finally getting a break. The kids were in bed. It was quiet. Mikayla is my 8 year old who has the frequent stomach issues. This past month as I mentioned before we have all had them. There is a BAD bug in this house. I am not sure what it is but stomach aches, and nausea. Angel had a vomiting episode 2 weeks ago. She is better now. Well I never know how much to believe Mikayla since she ALWAYS has stomach issues. She wasn't feeling well and I knew it. I have an appointment for her on Friday to hopefully get things worked out. I figured if I had stomach aches this week then honestly she will probably feel even worse. So I planned on taking her in and that was that.
Unfortunately that kind of planning only really happens in my dreams. I heard a cough...then two. I told Jason (the hubby) that I better go check on the girls. I walked into their room only to see Mikayla sitting up, half asleep throwing up all over her bed. It was bad. That's all I can say. I sat there rubbing her back, telling her it was ok. Her bed was already destroyed and it was really too late to save anything. So I just tried to wait for it to end. Then I looked up to see Angel walking around the side of the bed in a daze....covered in puke. Yes. Mikayla threw up on her sister. I mean...all over her. She has long red hair and it was drenched. Her face, yes drenched. I yelled for Jason and he came running. He grabbed Angel while I tended to Mikayla. He got Angel into the tub and seriously she had it in her eyes...in her nose. UGH! I have never seen anything like it. They had been snuggling earlier and I thought it was cute! Angelina was falling asleep while we cleaned her in the tub. She thought she had thrown up but when she realized what happened we just got a huge "ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" in return. I love my girlies. They sure keep my days busy and honestly this is one of those things you will be telling your grandchildren some day!!
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I so remember these days. You feel helpless when they don't feel good. Then there is all that bedding to launder and the clean up of the girls. Yep, I remember those days.
Big hug. :)
Wow! Hope all is better now! We had the yuck around Thanksgiving, it is so hard on the little ones!
Oh my god! Theres no words to describe the look on my face. :( poor girls!
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