This weekend

This weekend I knew we had a lot to do but I was up for the challenge! The weather had been very nice lately and as long as it's not too hot I'm up for anything, little did I know... The weekend was suppose to consist of game #3 at 9:00 a.m. on Saturday, then a birthday party of one of Blake's friends was going on Saturday evening and soccer pictures for Ben and Blake Sunday morning. Now I want to share with you what actually happen...

After talking with Chelsey earlier in the morning we thought that a sleep over with the cousin's sounded like fun, so we went to get Chelsey and the boys Friday after Blake got out of school. On the way home we dropped half of the kids with Ben, then headed off shopping at Walmart to get some fun snacks for the sleep over. Once we got back and had everything all unloaded it was about six and Bayleigh started waking up from her evening snooze.

When I got to our room to grab her she was doing the "hungry" cry which to her means it's time to nurse. So I climbed in bed to get ready to nurse her and she starts throwing up all over me and our bed, I mean all over me and the bed. Keep in mind that it is dark in my room cause I of course didn't turn a light on, so I couldn't really seeing where any of it's going and I start freaking out a bit, being covered in puke and all...

I start calling Chelsey's name, asking her to please tun on a light, luckily she was at the computer so she was very close. Needless to say I then realize at this point that Bayleigh was now infected with the flu and that this was only going to be the beginning of my very long weekend. I spent the rest of my night taking care of Bayleigh who pretty much throw-up on and off the entire night, even though there was nothing left in her stomach. Luckily if she was puking she was sleeping, so I got to do laundry or recovery during this time.

I keep hoping that she would be the only one to get this and that we wouldn't have an epidemic on our hands, I was also worried about Emry and Isaiah getting it while they were here. By the next morning everything seemed to have claimed down a bit an Bayleigh was doing better. None of the other kids were showing any signs of anything so I thought we were in the clear for sure. Never count your eggs before their hatched!

After taking Chels and the boys home and Blake to his party, the second wave of " you've got to be kidding" hit us and it hit all of us good. Blake had gone over to my moms to sleep, Kevin had taken Dallas and him out for the night and he wanted to sleep over after they were done. My mom says that Blake started to puke everywhere at about 3:00a.m. in the morning and it didn't stop the rest of the night. She was up with him the entire time, he couldn't even hold water down. On our home front Brooklyn came into our room around mid-night and after laying down by me of course the only thing I heard was "mom, my tummy hurts" and then it was loud vomiting sounds that followed, so once again I was covered in puke and cursing Ben for now lucking out for the second time. Keep in mind that we had no idea that Brooklyn wasn't the only one sick, my mom didn't call me till 8:30 in the morning to tell me about Blake.

Not only had we exposed Emry, Isaiah and Chelsey to this, now Dallas, Mom and Kevin were also in the line of fire, how great for them right. So once again I was up this time with Brooklyn, who could at least use a bowl, but still hated this happening to her just as much. I spent the night up with her rubbing her back and telling her " it's all going to be alright". By the morning I was so worn out, really not knowing what to do. I started to wash my bed sheets for the second time, after the day before doing nothing but laundry. Blake was of course was home by 9:00 in the morning and braved soccer picture, exposing everyone there to this, but of course not wanting to miss out on team photos, I think that was more me then him, being a picture addict and all. Ben took him and I stayed home to do more puke patrol.

By Sunday evening it was my turn to endure this horrible flu, it hit me the worst Monday morning of course and Ben was off to work which left my home alone with four kids and sick to death. This was a weekend from HELL, not only was there vomiting but then after you start to feel better, the diarrhea starts,I would of way rather had the weekend I originally planned on having. Not to mention that your body hurts the whole time and you only want to sleep. Poop, puke and I are not friends after this. I felt so bad that Chelsey and the boys were here when this happen but I did have lots of fun with them here, these are some fun pictures of our morning eating breakfast and being silly. This was the best part of the entire weekend! Sorry this is a really long post but it was an even longer weekend and then some...