I thought we'd made it though (again!) but no such luck. Joshua woke up last night at 2am and had it coming out both ends. Yes, it was lovely. After a wonderful Mom's Night Out with B I got home and went straight to bed to be awoken to the sights and smells of a very sick 18 month old.
Am I being punished for taking a little time for me? I know it's not true, but it sure seems that way. My poor little guy is so clingy and so burpy. He's asking for food but when I give it to him, he takes one little bite and pushes the rest away. I HATE it when they are sick.
So, think of me as I care for and clean up after my little guy today. Oh, the joys of motherhood! :)