[Weak Stomach Alert! Don't read this post if you have a weak stomach!]
I thought we were extra lucky because we had managed to avoid all of the nasty bugs that went around this winter. We had a few colds between the four of us, but nothing too major. Until a few days ago...
Friday at lunchtime Naomi didn't want to eat and I shortly figured out why. She had an upset tummy and lost her breakfast. I thought it was just the biscuits and gravy that didn't agree with her stomach, because she acted completely fine afterwards. She continued to expel any and all food/drink from her stomach throughout the afternoon, but was acting completely normal so I just assumed it was the food she ate that her little tummy couldn't handle. By the time Jared got home from work, her stomach had settled down and she ate her dinner fine.
Saturday morning was uneventful, all seemed well, so we headed up to the church picnic. We had a blast, even though our Home Bible Study's volleyball team didn't win the tournament (I'm not bitter!) and my chili didn't win the cook-off (though I did win it back in 2008! Still like bragging about that:).
After lunch and playing three volleyball games in the hot sun, we headed home and all rested for a bit. I felt crummy with a headache and nausea and spent most of the afternoon on the couch. Before bed Charlotte told me her tummy hurt. She always has an ailment of some sort or another (at least in her head), so I didn't think much of it. But after about 5 minutes of being in bed, she opened her bedroom door and told me she didn't feel good. Then she puked. I rushed her to the bathroom and avoided a huge mess to clean. I hoped that was the end of it and put her back to bed, but she started crying a little while later because she had thrown up in bed. :( So I piled some blankets on the floor in our bedroom for her to sleep in there for the night. But there wasn't much sleeping that went on because she got sick several times throughout the night. Around 4:00 her stomach settled enough for her to sleep till 8:30. She was absolutely pitiful through the night. "Mommy, I don't want to feel sick any more. Can you make me feel better?" Oh, it broke my heart :( On top of that, I was feeling the worst I have in a long time. You know that feeling you have about a minute before you throw up? I had that all night long. Not fun.