Sick boys!
This has been a day.........it has been one of those days where you really see what you are made of. I need to document it because I tend to remember everything through rose tinted glasses. Gracie and I started our day off well. Jake kicked us out early because he knew I was going stir crazy after a long week and Will has been sick. We made a trip to Huntsville to check out
my our favorite places (hancocks & hobby lobby). We left about 9:45, made our rounds, ate at Ruby Tuesday's, and headed back home around 2:15. Perfect. So far so good. When we got back John David was up from nap so he and Gracie played together for a while. I setteled in to watch my favorite channel (TLC). Of course, all three kids (Will is up by now) pile on top of me, on our little love seat, to watch TV too. (I'm not sure why they actually need to sit on me to watch TV.....it was ummmm...........cozy) All of the sudden I feel something warm on my leg. I thought our newly potty trained son had an accident. Well, I was half right, but it was not the kind of accident I was thinking.........apparently he has the stomach virus. Ewwwwww! So then Gracie says, "I'm going to throw up." What?!?! you have to be kidding me! She starts gagging because John David is gagging. I'm thinking, "OK, this could be bad, really bad." Frantically, I'm running John David to the tub because he is obviously going to need a bath and I want to get him there before any other accident occurs. I left him standing in the tub (no water) while I cleaned the mess in the den. Gracie has stabilized. Great. She is happily watching TV once more. I run back to the tub where poor little John David is waiting on me and I start running the water. While I'm bathing John David, Will reaches into the tub and takes a cup of dirty bath water and dumps it all over himself and the floor. Great, I will bathe him in a minute, I really had nothing else to do anyway. Have I mentioned Jake has gone on an outing, that has been planned for weeks, with the youth? I'm letting the yuck water drain, and am getting John David dressed when Will starts climbing into the tub (which still has about 3 inches of water in it) fully dressed with my iphone in hand. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!. Don't worry, I saved it just in time. Long story, even longer, I bathe Will, get him dressed, put all the dirty clothes in the washer on HOT and head for the kitchen to make dinner. The Chili I had planned to have is out. How about Cream of Wheat, Applesauce and Chicken Noodle Soup? No objections. There we were finishing dinner and here it comes again. I'll spare the gory details but let's just say "it" was everywhere. Gracie takes one sight of it and starts gagging again. I send her to the den with her supper. I leave Will in his chair strapped in with a handful of crackers and go back to bathe John David again. He is squeaky clean once more with new clothes on. I clean up the mess, put another load of clothes in on HOT, make jello and get Will down for bed. Jake calls......................
I fill him in and he asks, (this is really good) "Do you think he has a virus?" I have no words, truly, no words. Poor Jake, I'm LOL as I type this now but I was not LOL then. I have no applejuice, gatorade or banannas left and what is better, I have no way to go and get them with a throwing up three year old and a baby who is now asleep in his crib.
And then an answer to prayer..............One of our youth, who could not go on the trip tonight, calls. She says she is bringing over juice, gatorade and asks if I need anything else. Overjoyed to the point of tears, I ask her to bring banannas too. What a wonderful church we have with people who are bringing up wonderfully caring youth. Little does she know, she was my little angel tonight. Thank you God.
Now things are looking up, there is a light at the end of the tunnel, which I'm running for full speed ahead. I feed John David and Gracie a bananna, which John David keeps down with a jello drink. Halleluia! I get John David and Gracie in bed by 8:30 and now I sit here in the peace and quiet, looking forward to what tomorrow will bring. Whew!
2 comments:
LOL!! I hope my babies are feeling better today.
Oh - my - word, Ellen!! What a day! Motherhood - truly not for the faint-hearted. As I read your blog, I could picture you telling me the story and it made me smile, not at what all happened, just picturing you telling about it because you would have a smile on your face and would be cracking up. What a blessing and an angel was that youth. Love the blog! -Lane
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