Bleh!

What a weekend! And not in a good way.  Friday afternoon, I had just wrapped up a community service event from work and got a call from the daycare that Chase had the poopies. So, I get to the daycare about 2:30 and bring both boys home.  Hopefully it would stop at just the poopies, but we weren't so lucky.  After Chase napped at home, he got a bottle and then some snacks to munch on. As I was just about to pick him up from his high chair, he projectile-vomited all over himself, the kitchen, and Mommy.  Happy Friday. After stripping him down, I got him into the bath and cleaned up.  He played in my lap for a few minutes and then off to bed.  Surprisingly, he slept rather well, but I continuously checked on him in fear he would throw up in his crib.  After sleeping in til about 9am on Saturday, the boys and I got up.  Chase had just finished drinking his bottle, and I put him in his highchair to feed him some fruit, and deja vu. Ugh, more vomit.  Poor thing was just not feeling well.  Back to the bath for clean-up again.  After getting him dressed, I just held him in the glider in his room and he quickly drifted off to sleep.

The rest of the day, he just kinda laid around, munched on some snacks, and drank Pedialyte.  But you could tell he didn't feel well.  My biggest fear this whole time was that Austin would get this stomach bug, too.  I tried to keep him away from Chase as much as I could. Before going to bed, Austin said his tummy hurt. So, we caved and let him lay down in our bed with us.  Then, I wake up at 1:30 in the morning to him throwing up everywhere in our bed.  Not a pretty sight.  We stripped the bed, got Austin all washed up, and all moved to a pallet in the living room. After watching Shrek for about 20 minutes, we were back to sleep.  Austin tossed and turned most of the night, and I didn't sleep well. I heard him sit up, I grabbed the bucket, and he got sick again at 5:30am. I couldn't take much more.  Shrek again for 10 minutes, and then back to sleep again.  After sleeping in a little bit this morning, we got up and I feared another day of sickness.  We just laid around the house today, and neither one of them ate too much.  But I could tell this evening that both of them were mostly back to their playful selves.

Hopefully we've seen the last of it, and Mommy & Daddy won't get the next round.  My tummy has been a little queasy all day. But I can't decide if it's from cleaning up all the vomit or the bug getting me.  Knock on wood, I will be spared.