Puking pastilles...
...what I wouldn't give for the other half of one of those right now.
Both infants are puking right along with me. Today I must wash all the bedding, a pillow, all the diapers and covers (Peter has diarrhea too) and hopefully, give everyone at least one bath. It wouldn't be bad to wash some clothes too....
Peter is coming out of his potty strike enough to fuss sometimes before he pees. He still refuses to let me pee him. He cries and arches. If I stand him up in the bathtub he is no longer happy to pee there, but he will cry and then pee. Since he is also crying while peeing in the cloth diaper I figure I'll let him cry there and save the laundry. Still absoultely no signals on pooping. I'm sure the illness isn't helping.
I hope no else gets it. My friend JoDe came over with her fella and her daughter for dinner last night. After dinner I started puking. Peter had vomited twice the night before which I thought was because I'd eaten too much dairy over the weekend, and Abinadi had vomited a tiny bit once after coughing, which is pretty frequent for him with his asthma coughing, so I had no idea it was a stomach virus until I started puking. Blech. No wonder Peter was so clingy yesterday.
The older kids are entertaining themselves happily. They are really enjoying 1000 blank white cards. I'm glad I was able to learn to play while everyone was in town for the funeral. I will have to go buy more index cards soon.
I've called Patrick and am hoping he'll be able to help out some today. I've been so lonely for the last few days. Kind of weird seeing as I've been around so many people, but I haven't been able to have a really close one on one talk with any of them for more than 2 minutes, so I guess that's why.
Both infants are puking right along with me. Today I must wash all the bedding, a pillow, all the diapers and covers (Peter has diarrhea too) and hopefully, give everyone at least one bath. It wouldn't be bad to wash some clothes too....
Peter is coming out of his potty strike enough to fuss sometimes before he pees. He still refuses to let me pee him. He cries and arches. If I stand him up in the bathtub he is no longer happy to pee there, but he will cry and then pee. Since he is also crying while peeing in the cloth diaper I figure I'll let him cry there and save the laundry. Still absoultely no signals on pooping. I'm sure the illness isn't helping.
I hope no else gets it. My friend JoDe came over with her fella and her daughter for dinner last night. After dinner I started puking. Peter had vomited twice the night before which I thought was because I'd eaten too much dairy over the weekend, and Abinadi had vomited a tiny bit once after coughing, which is pretty frequent for him with his asthma coughing, so I had no idea it was a stomach virus until I started puking. Blech. No wonder Peter was so clingy yesterday.
The older kids are entertaining themselves happily. They are really enjoying 1000 blank white cards. I'm glad I was able to learn to play while everyone was in town for the funeral. I will have to go buy more index cards soon.
I've called Patrick and am hoping he'll be able to help out some today. I've been so lonely for the last few days. Kind of weird seeing as I've been around so many people, but I haven't been able to have a really close one on one talk with any of them for more than 2 minutes, so I guess that's why.