Flu season is back!

It seems like last year I was constantly writing about my kids being sick...this must be my year. Yesterday morning John and I woke with queasy stomachs. The night before we'd had a can of clam chowder soup. When I was opening it, I had noticed that it was expired...not by much and it wasn't bulging and it smelled fine so I cooked it well and we ate it. It wasn't that great but it was dinner. I know I know, not my best move as a mother-it would serve me right to get sick. McKenna of course didn't eat any and Tyler barely touches her dinner these days and at one point I noticed her drinking and then spitting it back in the bowl so who knows if she really ate some or not.

Later that afternoon things were not getting better, but worse...much much worse. I'm also aware of the stomach flu making the rounds and by 5 pm I realized it wasn't food poisoning, but pry the stomach flu as I was achy and FREEZING! Tyler was also complaining by that time and hadn't eaten only her hot chocolate that morning. I HATE THE STOMACH FLU! Who doesn't? Nothing worse than throwing up-I did get lucky in one aspect. Tyler didn't throw up once. Smart girl to starve herself all day-I was too nervous with nursing to not eat. John wasn't a hundred percent but he was a trooper and even stayed home today to take care of us all. Anyway Tyler ended up staying in bed with us last night, John hung in there for a while but somewhere around 4 he gave up and found his way to the Futon in the playroom.

I quickly remembered why we don't let kids in bed with us at night-so much tossing and turning, kicking and lack of personal space. Then there's the worry that the kid is going to fall out of the bed and then the repercussions of then night after. As we were leaving the kids room Tyler actually told me she was going to throw up. She's been back to her normal comical self all afternoon so it was a no go. Then there was the crying and screaming for us to come get her to take her into our room which lasted 45 min.

Definitely glad we're all feeling better-got my fingers crossed that somehow McKenna and Tate were spared the experience.

Day 2-Take 2

Wow, what a day! Tyler's bout with the flu came and went so quickly I wondered whether she had the flu at all. Despite vomiting and not eating she played around like it was any other day.

This morning McKenna woke up pretty happy-she wanted to start dancing as soon as she got out of bed. When we were finally able to talk her into going downstairs to use the potty, well it just wasn't like her to take one lick of her chocolate (yes I'm still bribing) and then throw it away. I caught her holding her stomach a few times and she didn't eat anything for breakfast but she seemed ok when I left for a morning run. When I got home she was sitting on Dad's lap and John reported she wasn't feeling well. I had saved some old Gallon Ice Cream buckets for such a day as this and boy did they come in handy. I'll spare you the details... All I can say is Drama, Drama, Drama! It was a movie day to say the least but by the time she went to bed this evening she was at least holding down her hot chocolate but she had a fever of 102 and she was asking to go to sleep. So odd, it's usually such a fight. Thank goodness John had the day off and was kind enough to cancel his evening visits to stay home to help-McKenna is a cuddler and all she wanted all evening was to sit on her Mom's lap, wrapped in a blanket watching movies. It's a tough job, but someone's got to do it.

On a side note-my run this morning was fabulous. I think I only did a couple of miles but I've never done it talking on the phone the whole time. My cell phone is also my MP3/Radio and my Mom called to see how Tyler was doing and we started chatting and 30 minutes later I was home and still talkin. Must have really been pushing myself aye? It was quite chilly and VERY Foggy and so between the phone and the fog I only almost got hit once...by a double dump truck. Keeps things exciting around here.