In addition to the Trojan, I’ve been kept away somewhat by a stomach bug that hit my oldest Wednesday night, and now my youngest has it. Without going into too many details, both of them managed to announce that they were sick while in the car. Without words, you might say. And let’s just add that for a mama who’s still dealing with some pregnancy nausea and a very over reactive gag reflex, this was more than unpleasant.

Luckily it was over fast with my oldest…there were about 4 straight hours of unpleasantness and then he slept the rest of the night and was mostly OK by morning. The small one seems to be following the same pattern so far, which makes me hopeful that his is mostly over, too. My mom, being helpful as ever, said “Imagine how much fun it will be when you have 3 throwing up at the same time.” I am pretty sure she thinks I’m more than a little insane for wanting more children. (Though I am about 99.999% sure that I’m done at 3.) I was too tired to point out that it was only one at a time…48 hours apart.

Thank God my husband and I haven’t caught it. YET. Me because the last thing I need right now is a stomach bug. Him because he’s dealt with most of the ickiness so I DON’T catch it. If he was taken out of commission, I’d be in trouble. Hopefully it’s something we both had as kids and we’re now immune. A girl can dream, right?