You really don’t want to know because it’s more of the same…puke…diarrhea…cha…cha…cha…puke…puke…puke…puke!!!
What else? Oh yeah…LF’s 14 month birthday came and went and I was covered in her puke and diarrhea and didn’t have a chance to write it. It’ll come…hopefully before she turns 15 months old.
Hmmm…what more is there? Oh I took LF to the doctor tonight because of the pukerrhia-fest 2008 that has been ongoing and what did they do? Well, nothing…just like I knew they would. I scripted it, but hey she hadn’t eaten all day, totally refused and I couldn’t take it anymore.
Oh, and I’m writing this sitting at our computer desk with LF in the outdoor backpack. Why? Because she loves this thing, and begs for it. We hide it? She finds it! And. will. not. take. no. for. an. answer. I’m waiting for her to puke down my back as I sit here to be honest with you. Because that would be true poetic justice.
I’m really kind of hoping that LF gets better before this weekend. We have some fun plans and I have a beautiful dress I bought LF for Easter that I’m hoping she can wear without threat of pukerrhia-fest 2008 joining the festivities and ruining the dress. We also have an Easter Egg Hunt to go to at my aunt’s house on Saturday which would be so much fun and LF would be able to see the farm animals and that would ROCK! Hopefully we can make it come together.
Oh and, daycare sent a note home today that LF is not allowed back without a doctor’s note which I did get tonight but I’m hesitant to use it because I think daycare hates me at this point. She basically has the bug that everyone had last week, and because it’s lasted longer than one day in LF (because the other older kids only had it for a day and were done) the director is concerned. I tried to tell her and then confirmed with the doctor that LF is much younger than the other kids and that the bug is presenting itself differently (longer) because she is smaller than the other kids. I am so frustrated about the whole thing I can’t tell you. I cried all the way from daycare to work this morning. Oh, did I tell you why? Because I nursed LF at 4:30 this morning (in our bed) and both of us promptly dozed off and I awoke to a bath of puke at 5:30 all over me and her and our bed. Why hadn’t I put blankets down? Oh, because this bug is effing with me and likes to not come out at any other time of day and so I thought she had shook the bug out yesterday and thought it was gone so I didn’t put towels down as a just in case precaution. Stupid me!
Now, it’s time to pray for a good night without puke and praying for solid poops. I still don’t know what I’m going to do tomorrow. My guess? I’ll probably have to stay home with LF in the morning and wait for hubbie to come home so I can go to work. I hate that I started a new job in January and have had to deal with all of this. I feel awful about it. There are no words, luckily I do have an understanding boss who is also a mother and “gets it”!
Please pray for us that this ends soon, I don’t know how much more I can take.
