Sitting on the couch snuggling my beautiful, but sickly little girl. Looking back the past 24 hours have really been a mess. I could not be more proud of my little family at this moment.
This time last night we we all enjoying a delicious daddy made dinner, everything was fine. Fast forward a few hours, I am hastily awakened my frantic husband. "The baby's throwing up!!!!" I'll spare you the gross details but we were up all night with our puking crying toddler.
At this point I'd like to try and stress my husbands throw up disability. He can't handle anything puke related, he can't even talk about it with out gagging!! So to have something actually throw up on him nearly killed him!
So five hours, 3 showers, 7 outfit changes, and 6 sheet changes she finally got everything up and the 3 of us past out together in the big bed.
I'm sure you parents know, a sick kid plus no sleep usually means snappy attitudes and harsh words. I am proud of us because we made it through all that without losing our tempers or exchanging nasty words. Even now at almost 8pm my husband volunteers to go to Wawa to get soup and sandwiches for dinner. We are two days exhausted a cranky feverish toddler that won't eat, and still we're holding hands trying to calm our baby.
We are so blessed to have each other, and I can honestly say I'd be utterly lost without him sometimes.
Some days really do just suck, but if you stop to see all the little blessings each day brings you will be much happier.
Stay Tuned.
God Bless.
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