
Peek inside my kitchen today and you would think I was clinically phobic. This is what you call a determination and thorough effort to avoid illness at all costs. Poor, sweet Zach has come down with the nasty partnership of a tummy virus AND strep throat. Poor guy spent the better part of wednesday night throwing up, and thursday, rushing to the restroom dealing with "the other end" of things. He cracked me up saying: "my throat is KILLING me!" and in the restroom..."WOW! MOM! That is TOTALLY disgusting!" --sounded so grown up.
I am crossing fingers and toes that Reece, Trent and I are exposed to as little as possible. As little as I would like to be ill, my biggest fear is the baby getting sick. For now, a view via blog is the safest distance any of you should be to my home.
4 comments:
Poor little man! We wish him a speedy recovery and pray the rest of you stay well!
poor kiddo. i hope he starts feeling better soon! and hope the rest of you guys stay well. call me if you need anything.
Hope that little tiny feels better soon! It's like that at our house, too... Except Stella and Tay are well and I am sick. They are staying FAR away! Well, Tay is!!! You all stay well over there. Spring will be here soon!!
I hope Zach gets to feeling better soon. He looks so sweet laying on the couch....I hate it when they are sick. Also, I hate it that you get migranes...how terrible. I hope they start to go away for you.
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