We had a rough start to our week as we went back to reality. On Sunday night we put Corbyn to bed at his normal time - 8:00. Then right as we were about to fall asleep around 11:00, we heard a few coughs and then the unmistakable sound of throw up coming through the monitor. Both of us jumped out of bed and ran into his room.
He wanted his daddy, so the pregnant lady was stuck cleaning up the nasty mess which was all over his pajamas, stuffed animals, the crib, floor, and bed sheet. We got him back to sleep only to be awaken another 3 times for more of the same thing. By that time I was feeling a bit queasy myself due to the smell. He didn't throw up again, but did wake up a few more times just crying. Rog was a champ and got up with him, so I could get some sleep. He worked from home for the day to help out.
He was tired and didn't eat much throughout the day. He threw up one more time right before bed, but that was the end of it. It must have been a 24 hour thing that he caught in a play place or something because I don't know of any other family members that had a stomach bug. No fun, but at least Rog and I didn't get sick as well.
4 comments:
Awww, poor kiddo...and poor Mum, having to clean up the mess.
However, "Bacon" looks pretty happy.
Ya'll take care of yourselves!
Miss you alot!
xoxo,
tracy
Worst part of being a parent is the stomach flu - For both you and your child!
At least Corby was able to sleep through some of the misery - sweet lil' grandson
"Back to life, back to reality"
Boo. It is never fun! I'm so sorry for BOTH of you that little Corbs was sick! Adorable picture of him and Rog though!
aww, poor lil' guy! He looks positively miserable in that picture. And you can tell Rog is forcing that smile. ;-) Glad it was just 24 hours!
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