... you get the crazy stomach flu. And a head cold. And your period. All back to back. All the same week as your sister. This is twilight zone stuff. And I don't mess around when it comes to the flu, either. I'm down and out for at least a full 24 hours, puking every 45 minutes, passing out intermittently. It's bad. Thankfully Trevor was able to come home early and Milo slept in late on the worst day- whew! Don't know what I would have done otherwise. Needless to say, I'm just about back to normal and feeling amazing (pounding head, sore everything, and churny stomach are 3 symptoms I can easily handle after all the crazy). Now let's all keep our fingers crossed that this lovely disease passes over my boys.
So I have 3 things.
1) I think Milo knew I needed extra love and an extra good day when I was the sickest. He slept in, played by himself pretty well (I was helpless- it was all I could do to hand him a tortilla and banana for breakfast). He also took a super long nap (this boy is a champ. 3.5 hours no problem on the regular). And he gave me extra loving. Love him.