Why haven't I blogged since we got home?

Because I'm living in a house full of very sick people. All 3 boys have gotten the stomach flu over the last several days and I feel as if I'm just waiting around for my turn to get it. Jack must have picked it up while traveling home because he got it first on Thursday night. He didn't have a temperature or any other symptoms so at first we thought it might be just a bad reaction to something he ate. However, there was a LOT of barf in his crib so I kept a very close eye on him. The next day he had a slight fever of just under 100 but was acting fairly normal, just a little extra fussy and clingy. Then he barfed again on Friday night and had massive diarrhea... it was everywhere and oh so gross! I called the doctor on Saturday morning, they said it wasn't anything to worry about unless he was running a high fever or if he continued vomiting all weekend. They told me to just keep him hydrated and offer him food every few hours just in case his appetite came back. It didn't, he has been refusing food all weekend. Cullen, on the other hand, was eating everything in sight which I took to be a good sign... maybe his healthy appetite meant he wasn't going to catch it. Wrong.

He was up every hour last night (sometimes even more frequently) crying, moaning and throwing up a little bit at a time. Poor thing was so tired, he would sit up, throw up, cry for a few seconds and then lay back down and try to sleep. I didn't know what to do, I felt so bad for him that I wiped the barf off his sheets, got him a new blanket, and moved him to a different corner of the crib. (I know that makes me sound like a terrible mother but I promise, I wasn't letting him sleep in a pile of vomit. Nearly all of it got onto his blanket or outside of the crib, there was hardly any on his sheets. And he was so tired and miserable, it was heartbreaking to see him like that.) While Jack threw up the entire contents of his stomach all at once, Cullen slowly got sick all night. And I kept worrying so much that he would throw up and choke on it that I jumped up every time I heard the slightest noise. I got maybe 2 or 3 hours of sleep last night... tops. Where was Brandon during all of this? In the bathroom with the same problems. Poor guy.

Jack and Brandon seem to be on the mend and Cullen hasn't thrown up since early this morning so I'm pretty sure the worst of it is over. I felt so bad for all of my boys but thankful that I didn't catch it at the same time. Then I would never have been able to take care of them. I haven't been feeling too well today, though. I may be jinxing myself here, but I feel like it's coming on. I've taken 2 naps while the boys napped and haven't eaten hardly anything today for fear of throwing it up later. I'm praying that I can escape it, but I'm not too hopeful at this point :-(

But there are two good things about this: 1.) That none of us got sick while traveling or during the week, when Brandon has classes and work. 2.) At least it wasn't swine flu, right?