Mother's Day

This Mother's Day was pretty much my worst one yet. Saturday night as we were getting ready for bed I started feeling sick. About that time Corbyn woke up and threw up again. (For the 3rd night in a row, but thankfully that was his last time.) Not too long after that I threw up. Unlike everyone else who had this before me, I did not feel better after throwing up. I spent the next few hours in the bathroom dozing off on the floor and waking up to throw up again. It was not pretty. Finally I was able to get some sleep in our bed.

I spent pretty much all of Mother's Day on our couch watching movies and eating crushed ice. (That actually wouldn't have been so bad if I didn't feel like death the whole time!) Rog decided to stay home from his meetings and church to take care of me and the kids. They went to Grandma and Grandpa's house for dinner, but I stayed home. By bedtime I was feeling a little better and actually ate some yogurt. Monday I was feeling well enough to function and eat some food, but it wasn't until Tuesday afternoon that I really felt back to normal and had my full appetite back.

 I was spoiled with some fun gifts - my biggest being a speaker that plays music from my iPhone wirelessly. The kids and Rog got it for me because I accidentally dropped my phone in almond bark while making dipped Oreos for Peyton's birthday party and the speaker hasn't been the same since! (Everything works fine, it just sounds weird when I try to listen to music on it.)

It definitely was a Mother's Day I won't soon forget. Someone tell my kids to get me something better than a stomach bug next year!