This past week has been one from hell! Seriously, there was a fiery furnace and an evil tempter here. Two out of the three of my boys had high temps, all three of them puked on and off throughout the week, and all of them had the bubble guts, which we affectionately call "poop soup" in our home.
Kyle and Blake were puking on the same days and Collin followed suit several days later. Collin was able to make it into the bathroom every time, but the other two were not. Kyle would come into my room in the middle of the night, say "I puked" as he was trying to lay in my bed. Blakey would wake up in the middle of the night, cry for just a brief period of time (par for the course with him), and immediately go back to bed. When I went to get him in the morning, he had a surprise waiting for me all over his bed, his clothes, his his crib,his floor, and most importantly, dried up in his hair. So I was washing sheets in the middle of the night, and then four hours later, washing sheets again. In between that, I was giving baths and showers, cleaning up nose bleeds (poor Collin), and trying to keep the house as straightened up as possible.
The day before Collin's 7th birthday, he was super sick, and was unable to make it to school. He played DS, watched TV, and actually laid on the couch, for the majority of the day. The next day 24 hours had passed without being a sickie, so I sent him to school. Right before he left, he asked me if I was going to bring cupcakes for his birthday. I said, thats the plan. Guess what? I never brought the cupcakes. :(
When he got home from school, I apologized profusely and told him I would definitely do it tomorrow. Well, tomorrow morning came and went, and 10:20, their lunchtime, had passed, and I forgot again :(
Lets see if next week is any better :)