Out For the Count

The past few days have been rough. I could barely lift my head off my pillow, let alone look at a computer screen. We were hit with a rough, tough stomach bug. And it all started with a little 20 pound bundle of love. Hmmm, ironic. Little did we know the havoc that would ensue.  We were headed to my brother’s house (an hour’s drive away) on Sunday afternoon when just 2 minutes from their house, Declan vomited violently, not once but twice all over himself and his car seat (every mom’s favourite job…cleaning up a pukey car seat. Fun stuff). Interestingly enough he seemed in good spirits, so we stayed for the party and all was well until just before we were leaving (hours later), he decided to leave Uncle Jeff a messy birthday present all over the living room floor. Thank goodness for hardwood. We got ourselves quickly packed up and headed home with high hopes of no more of that happening.

The next day just before dinner time, I knew it was going to hit me. Yep…sole caregiver, down and out. Thankfully I knew I could call on my mom, who would do anything for us, and she came over to help with supper and bedtime. I was in rough shape, so she spent the night to help with baby wake ups. Thank goodness for that. Big sister woke up in the middle of the night. I heard a little cough and knew instantly what was about to happen. I ran into her room with my bucket and held her hair back and victim #3 fell to this atrocious bug. There’s nothing worse than caring for two sick little ones and the slew of messes that come along with that, while your own body is trying to wretch itself inside out.

When I finally emerged the next morning, I woke to find out the list of causalities had grown. Currently it stands that Declan’s ‘little’ bug has also taken out his:

  • mom
  • sister
  • aunt
  • cousin
  • another cousin
  • another aunt
  • uncle
  • great-aunt
  • innocent bystander (tenant/friend who lives in said uncle’s basement suite)
  • grandma
  • grandpa

I don’t think we’ll be getting anymore party invites for a while.

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About Tammy

I am a single mother to 2 wonderful children, ages 1 and 5. My youngest was surprisingly born with a rare genetic condition, achondroplasia, which is a type of dwarfism. This blog is a glimpse into my crazy life as I wade through figuring out dwarfism and divorce while enjoying every second of my deficient domestic bliss.
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