So for the first time in a long time I was sick all by myself. Yesterday I threw up, slept, and threw up some more. I pretended I was better so John could go to basketball and then passed out again the minute he came home.

I woke up this morning feeling 75% better and had time to wash my face before Claire’s stomach emptied on our bed. She had a rough day and threw up (dry heaved) every 30 mins until 3:30pm. I got a bottle into her at 5 and was thinking we were in the clear until she threw up again at 8pm. She is sleeping now but I have decided to hold off on showering until morning because I don’t think she’s done.

Claire was not the first to puke in our bed. This all started late last week when Emma walked into our room, said she didn’t feel well and barfed all over our duvet. She rallied the next day but then spent the better part of Saturday asleep.

Leah was on a downhill spiral yesterday and I kept her home from preschool today. She’s puked twice so far. She can’t seem to work out getting to the toilet which is unfortunate. On the plus side, John now knows we own a mini carpet cleaner!

On a side note it is very interesting bringing only one of your children to school and saying the other one most likely has the flu and won’t be attending today. Emma had a great time without Leah and told her all about her day. Leah told her how she’d thrown up and how it had been yellow…her favourite colour!

Hopefully the worst is behind us now and that for John’s sake this is a girl thing.