WIll It Ever End

Three weeks ago the flu struck our house. Well technically it struck the girls while flying back from Ohio (I apologize again to anyone who may have been sitting near us on the plane). Then I was sick. Then Chris. And the following week when Matt left for Japan Emily got sick again.

So at 5:15 this morning I slowly got myself out of bed to make Matt coffee since he was leaving for another trip and had to catch a 7 am flight. (This was not a good day for "spring ahead".) I come back upstairs, crawl into bed, slowly drift to sleep as Matt finishes packing when we hear Sam start crying and yelling "Mama!" No she wasn't talking in her sleep. And no she didn't miss me and want me to come crawl into bed with her. Rather she puked all over her bed. Yes. She. Puked. Again. And while I changed her bed she continued to puke in the bathroom and then again in a bucket.

Now I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Emily stayed the night at one her teammates house last night so hopefully she is okay there. I am sure it is just a matter of time before Chris starts up. And if I get sick we are totally screwed as Matt just left to work the Cat booth at ConExpo in Las Vegas. He better just enjoy whatever time he gets laying by the pool at his hotel in Vegas because when he returns he may just find himself with our lovely children alone for a few days.

Back from MIA

Saturday the whole family flew from NC to Ohio to visit family and friends until Tuesday. Sunday Jamie and her two girls drove from Illinois to Ohio to stay overnight with me and the girls in a hotel. A fun "girls only" shopping and overnighter. On the way her youngest (Hannah) got "car sick" once and that was it. But no big deal.

Fast forward to Monday. We had an awesome trip thus far. It was 8:30 pm and we were getting ready to leave my SIL house and head back to Matt and Kate's house (where we were staying). Sam had been laying all over me and refused to play with her cousins. When I told her to go play and stop being such a whiner she started saying her tummy hurt. Whatever Sam. Go play. Two minutes later she came up to me, took one look and projectile vomited all over me, the floor, the couch, herself, everything. I felt like such a bad mom. I asked her why she didn't tell me she wasn't feeling good and she reminded me that she did and I just said "go play".

She puked 6 more times between midnight and when our flight took off at 6 am. Then she puked again in the plane. At 4 am Emily started puking. She also puked on the plane. Jamie told me Tuesday that her oldest kid started puking in full force on their drive back and the lead story on the news is the flu in Illinois.

Since then I got sick as well. And the lead story today on the NC news was the flu epidemic. Apparently this strain was not part of the flu shot and it is everywhere.

Chris and Matt so far are fine. Thank goodness because Matt leaves with the chickens on Saturday for Japan. The girls are much better and back at school. And I think I am finally coming off my Imodium overdose. Lots of Lysol, antibacterial gel and air cleaners going on here.

I hope to get caught up with everyone's blogs soon. I promise.