I have a big bathtub

and last night I almost slept in it.

After I finished throwing up for the 2nd time last night I sat and stared at my bathtub, glad that I had just scrubbed it clean a few days ago (I have a couple boys that like to dirty up my tub). I wondered if it was worth the effort to go get a pillow or just lay down on a towel. At that point I wasn’t sure I cared. I just wanted to be close to the toilet. Yuck.

I ended up going back to bed – with only one more trip to the bathroom. And the rest of the night went ok. I don’t know what hit me- I have been fighting this same crud the boys had and either I got the stomach flu on top of it or I gave myself food poisoning with the big salad I made for dinner. Oh and puking up salad… not fun. I squeezed my eyes shut not wanting to see what THAT looked like.

Andy was sweet and took over night duty with Eva, who was of course up a ton. Then got the boys off to school, and is attempting to work from home today. He just left to get Cole. He is getting a little work in between running here and there. Later it will be guitar lessons, football practice…. After he gets Cole I have requested some soup from Panera. I am hoping I can put it down.

Have i ever mentioned how much I HATE throwing up??

Eva just feel asleep so I am going to turn the channel from Sesame Street to some quality Reality TV and lay of the couch!