What a weekend.. and it's only Saturday!

** Warning. This post is all about puke and poop! But no pictures!! **

We got the flu. Or should I say the flu got us?

Thursday night, as I was putting Ben to bed (repeatedly) he kept telling me that his tummy hurt. You now the tale of the boy who cried wolf? Well, I think that was based on Ben. We have heard this so many times... "I have to pee. Fix my blanket. I can't find Teddy." The boy will think of anything to stall bedtime some nights. Most nights he is a-ok, but others not so much.

9:15 I heard sobbing (I was downstairs watching TV). Open his door to a mess of puke. OMG. Ick. Okay.. panic control. Calm him down, clean up and run a bath all at once. And do it quietly so Daisy doesn't wake (their rooms are next to each other). Mike was at Starbucks studying for a test the next day so I called him and said "YOU NEED TO COME HOME NOW BEN JUST PUKED EVERYWHERE!" click.

Needless to say, I spent the night in Ben's bed with him puking every 40 mins or so, then to hear Daisy puking in her bed, in her sleep. Didn't have the heart to wake her up, moved her to other end of crib, covered the area and went back to dealing with Ben. I was a zombie.. Poor Mike had to get sleep as he had school/test the nest day. Then at about 3, I started to feel it. No puking for me, but lots of bathroom trips :( Mike got up at 4 or so to help, Daisy puked again, Ben seemed to slow down. Laundry started at 4:30. Can't even count how many loads I have done. Mike stayed home Friday morning from school, but he had to leave by 9:30 for his test. But I was able to sneak in a couple hours of sleep before. THANK YOU MIKE!!

So, it was a super pukey poopy weekend. I am just starting to feel 100%, now I have woman-troubles to deal with. FUN. Daisy had a messy diaper incident right after her bath tonight, of course, so I am hoping it was a one time thing and we'll have a decent night sleep. It was so great to sleep in my own bed last night, not cramped with a pukey-toddler in a creaky twin bed!

Off to wash more clothes, rags, towels and blankets and sit with the heating pad. Hopefully the ice-cream buckets can be put away for another day. And lesson learned? Oh ya. Going to playgroups is a gamble on whether you will be healthy or not the next day! GRR. Makes me not want to leave my house. EVER!

On the bright side, Mike is healthy!! :D