Sick Parenting

Catherine had a great first birthday party, which I have wanted to post about...along with her one-year stats and her first day of "school". But we all got hit with the stomach virus this week.

{I'll try to keep the gory details to a minimum.}

C got sick Sunday night, and we thought it might have been just a bit too much cupcake.

Then Jason messaged me on Tuesday to come home stat because he was sick, too. By later that night, I had joined the party, and poor Fred even upchucked in the back yard. {I imagine the three of us had disgusted him by that point.} It was quite the dance we had going at one point to toss her into the pack-n-play or crib as we ran for the other room.

Anyway, we are {maybe? surely?} on the mend; although, Catherine threw up again today. {I'm hoping it was just the coconut milk, but that's another story for another day.}

This has been the sickest we've been in a long, long time, and to have it hit both of us at once was quite the parenting challenge. Fred has learned what it means when we "don't feel so well" {no walks, spend most of his time out of our way}, but Catherine still wanted diaper changes, play time, and snuggles. I have to admit that the snuggles were the hardest as I despise being touched when I'm sick.

So it was a bit of a painful reminder that parenting requires you to be sacrificial and selfless...and sometimes OK with the grosser side of life. {Nothing like seeing a little hand reaching under the bathroom door, right?}

Now to catch up on work, laundry, and birthday blog posts. Hope you all are staying well!