DragonflyWing
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Hey everyone! Sorry I've been MIA lately. We were out of town for Thanksgiving, and then we all came down with a truly awful stomach bug.
The twins started vomiting within minutes of each other on Sunday afternoon, which escalated to fevers and diarrhea by Monday. Then Monday night, DH and I got it and thank goodness we have two bathrooms (and buckets...because we needed both at the same time ).
We were so weak that we could hardly lift the babies, and we were calling everyone we knew to come help us, but no one was available. I wanted to punch my sister in the face...I asked her if she could skip her ballroom dancing class to come home and help us, and she told me no. She said there were only two meetings left and she didn't want to miss it, plus she had already made plans with her friends for afterward. So there we were puking our guts up while trying to take care of our also-puking babies, and my sister is too busy hanging out with her friends to come help.
My sister in law was able to stop by to bring us some Powerade, chicken soup, Pedialyte, and formula (between that terrible business trip and this illness, my milk supply is ruined. I'm only getting about 18 oz a day), but she couldn't stay because she had to pick her son up from school.
It was a tough couple of days. I feel about 90% better today and I'm back at work, but the kids are still pretty sick. Gunnar was shooting up above 104 degrees every time the ibuprofen wore off yesterday. He was like a rag doll, he was so lethargic. Both of them were still vomiting last night, but today they seem ok so far. Poor little babies.
The twins started vomiting within minutes of each other on Sunday afternoon, which escalated to fevers and diarrhea by Monday. Then Monday night, DH and I got it and thank goodness we have two bathrooms (and buckets...because we needed both at the same time ).
We were so weak that we could hardly lift the babies, and we were calling everyone we knew to come help us, but no one was available. I wanted to punch my sister in the face...I asked her if she could skip her ballroom dancing class to come home and help us, and she told me no. She said there were only two meetings left and she didn't want to miss it, plus she had already made plans with her friends for afterward. So there we were puking our guts up while trying to take care of our also-puking babies, and my sister is too busy hanging out with her friends to come help.
My sister in law was able to stop by to bring us some Powerade, chicken soup, Pedialyte, and formula (between that terrible business trip and this illness, my milk supply is ruined. I'm only getting about 18 oz a day), but she couldn't stay because she had to pick her son up from school.
It was a tough couple of days. I feel about 90% better today and I'm back at work, but the kids are still pretty sick. Gunnar was shooting up above 104 degrees every time the ibuprofen wore off yesterday. He was like a rag doll, he was so lethargic. Both of them were still vomiting last night, but today they seem ok so far. Poor little babies.