Crazy Days

What a fun week in our house! It started Wed when we got home. Cole went and laid on the couch. He looked a little pink in the cheeks and he felt warm to the touch. He laid there for awhile then I looked over and he was asleep. He slept for quite a while. He woke, I got him into bed and he just laid there as I read his 2 stories. Felt really warm and had a feeling we were in for a fun night. He woke about 12:30 calling for me. I went in and he was on the other end of his bed. I forget what he wanted but got him settled back. He woke an hour later for something else. Was back on the other side of his bed. Then woke again at 3:00 wanting his blanket. Then finally at 3:30 he woke calling for me and I went in and that’s when he’d thrown up all over his bed. David gets up and gets him in the tub and cleaned up and I get his bed all changed. Washer going. Get him all settled back in bed. He’s finally out for the night. James wakes up and sees everyone is up and thinks let’s play. Get him back to sleep by about 4:00. I’m out like a light FINALLY! Then it’s time to get up. I go in to get ready then, I hear Cole open his door. He seems ok. Says hi mommy and goes to lay on the couch. Ok he must be feeling better. I check on him and ask a million times are you ok? Yes mom. He’s still warm and my gut tells me stay home. I keep asking Cole do you want to stay home with mommy or go to day care. Go to day care. So I figure we’ll give it a shot. Get James dropped off at grandmas and she notices he’s not looking good. I said yea and told her about his night. He still wants to go. I drop him off and go on my way. He looks so pathetic. I know full well I should have stayed home. I get to work. Start to get going and my phone rings. My phone rings like every 6 months and it’s usually day care calling on a sick kid. So I knew what it was before I answered. She said he just laid on the floor for half hour and he felt warm. So o left to go get him. From the time she called to the time I go there, only like 20 min, he’d thrown up 4 more times. So of course I feel awful. I get there and he’s just sitting on the floor, on the linoleum, with a bucket in front of him and wrapped in the only clean blanket we had. He looked so pathetic!! It broke my heart. He was relieved to see me. Got home and he just laid on the couch and got to watch all the PBS kids shows. He wouldn’t eat anything. Just sipped some juice. No more throwing up. He went to bed well, slept well. I slept like a rock. Cole got up before us Friday morning so I figure he must go ok. He asked for some milk. Chugged it down and went and laid in bed while I got ready. David got him dressed. Then Cole asked for juice. As I was getting my socks on he threw his milk up into his juice cup. Starts crying I got it in my juice mom! I told him it was ok. Glad I didn’t have to scrub the carpet. So I said we are staying home. He ended up being fine. I think he drank the milk too fast on an empty stomach. But I don’t think it hurt to have a day at home too recoup. I had James too on Friday. Thursday I left him at grandmas not knowing how it would go with Cole plus thought Cole should have mommy to himself. So ended up with a 4 day weekend. And I get one this weekend too! Whew. I’m tired!