Oh What a Night!

Sadly last night I woke up to Whit screaming and when I walked in she had thrown up all over her bed and herself. I put her in the tub and just when I shut off the water, she barfed again. I didn't get the bucket there in time. So we went into the other bathroom and started a new bath. She was shivering so bad. She got out and we got things settled for bed-I was sleeping on the memory foam with her on the floor in her bedroom. We had to clean up the bed two other times. My sleep was definitely deprived and I had a hard time dealing with the throw up. Thankfully Russ helped out a little, but he needed to get some sleep so he could work so i mostly dealt with it.

And to heighten the sympathy: to anyone that reads this blog, I am very happy to announce that I am pregnant in my first trimester, so you can only imagine how crappy it was cleaning up throw up and trying oh so hard not to throw up yourself. Ok, I will end there before I really gross you out more than I already have. But I must say that it is the saddest thing watching your little one be sick-I hate it. She was a trooper though and seemed to bounce back fast. Me on the other hand, not so much. I'm couch bound for now.