I think that Ian and I have officially earned our title of parents after the last week. We celebrated the week before Christmas with another first...our first vomit (and then, our second, third, fourth, fifth...and so on, about every 25 minutes for about five hours).
Some form of a stomach flu bug hit our house very hard - it began with Evaline (poor thing). She and I must have caught it at about the same time, because I had it within about an hour or so of her. Ian came down with it the next night as did my sister, Katie - who Evaline covered in projectile vomit...mere seconds after I handed her over - have I got great timing or what?? (I was paid back, however, when Evaline threw up later and with no vomit-catching-recepticle to be found within arms reach I substituted with my own cupped hands. That was something that I never saw myself doing pre-parenthood.) Ian's dad also came down with the bug, and also my brother, who is in town for the week from Nebraska. Apparently this thing was not only highly-gross, but also highly contagious. Cora, who must have some sort of freakishly strong immune system (something she did not inherit from her mother), because - although she spends most of her day sharing slobber with her sister - did not get sick.
But enough about that.
Christmas break officially began on Wednesday, and the rest of this week is full of family-fun! Then a full week off, with hopefully lots of time to relax and re-coup from one busy, hectic, but always entertaining year....although I have lots of school work to get done and Ian has a large stack of papers to grade. But...we are enjoying our time so far.
Good luck to everyone who has to travel - stay safe, and have a wonderful and joyful time with friends and family this holiday!
1 comment:
oh -- that's sounds way too familiar. and our 2-1/2 year old still does not understand the concept of the vomit bucket. he runs away from it.
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