I woke up this morning to Eli saying "Mama, something is yucky, come look." I see him standing in the hall in a John Wayne stance and realize he has had an explosion. *sigh*. He wears a pull up to bed so thankfully it held some of it. So I get him in the bathroom and oh my gosh, yuck o Rama, I started gagging.
Day 6 of the worst stomach virus I've ever experienced.
So I give him a shower and start the sanitizing routine we have come to know all too well.
I walk past Ava, who is watching TV in her jumperoo, and hear "I poo poo". Oh yes, she had, and the diaper couldn't contain her explosion either.
So she gets a bath.
I finally get a chance to check back on Noah, who is still pretty sick, and he is asleep in the recliner. No poo though. I lay him in my bed. And then start more sanitizing.
Sorry if this is nasty. I just needed to vent. It has been crazy doing this alone the past 2 days, but I am thankful that we are getting better, as bad as this morning has been.
3 comments:
What a good momma. Sweet babies! Looking forward to all the Seyer's being back in full swing!
There aren't many who would fully understand three sick little kids and a sick mommy and poo explosions. I hear ya all too well. Hope you all are better. I hate to admit it, but I did have to laugh at all the poo-o-rama. Just hearing "poo" makes me giggle.
Thanks girls....the poo is awful while you are dealing with it, but you definitely have to laugh when it's all cleaned up and life gets back to normal.
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