Sick of it...

WARNING:THIS POST IS NOT MEANT FOR THOSE READERS WHO ARE FAINT OF HEART OR HAVE WEAK STOMACHS!


I am soooooo ready for cold/flu/germ season to be over! On the morning of Friday, February 1 at around 5:30 AM the evil stomach virus made its presence known in the Moss household. It didn't go away until Friday, February 8! Everyone got sick but me. Savannah got it twice, Cole got it twice, Matt had it once. It was terrible. The thing about this virus with the kids was that they would be better - eating normal stuff, acting like themselves - for a full 24+ hours and then they would vomit again - just one more time for old time's sake! Cole chose a Chick-fil-A for his round two vomiting fest - we won't be going there again any time soon. And this brings me to the real subject of my post. I am cursed! When I was pregnant with Cole, Matt & I were having dinner with some friends at a little pizza buffet place that had just opened. In the middle of our dinner a family came into the restaurant with several kids. Not very long after they got there, the youngest little boy (older toddler age) took off for the bathroom with his pregnant mother. They didn't make it. The little boy vomited all over the floor by our table - the kind that splatters on surrounding shoes (I told you this wasn't for you if you had a weak stomach). I felt so sorry for the mom. I got her some napkins and opened the bathroom door for her so that she could get cleaned up without having to touch the door handle with vomit hands. She was very appreciative. All I could think was, "Please don't let this ever happen to me..." She must have cursed me. It must be some kind of reverse "pay it forward" thing. Since Cole's arrival a little over 2 1/2 years ago he has thrown up in the following public places: The Emporium at Disney World, Blue Coast Burrito, Otters, and most recently Chick-fil-A. I think I may have blocked a couple of other times out of my memory - or he has just thrown up so much at home that it feels like it should be more times. See Cole has an incredibly sensitive gag reflex. And he freaks out hysterically every time he throws up. It is terrible. So today, at Cracker Barrel our food had just arrived at the table, and Savannah threw up...it better not be that stupid evil stomach virus again!!!!! So to the mommy whose child got sick at the pizza buffet place 3 years ago...NO THANK YOU for cursing me with public vomiting as a part of my children's lives!!!!

Why I've been absent....

So Savannah had a stomach virus, 3 ear infections, roseola virus, bronchiolitis caused by RSV, she turned one, started going to preschool, started walking, is cutting molars, is trying to talk, and managed to get herself into the bath tub during Cole's bath while she was fully clothed the other night.....

Cole had 2 ear infections, a couple of viruses, wants to use the potty, doesn't want to use the potty, started going to preschool, became a Mama's boy, is talking in complete sentences, pulled 6 eggs out of the refrigerator and onto the floor the other night, and taught us the hard way that he is severely allergic to one of the antibiotics he was taking for his ear infection....

I started working "outside the home" again on a sort of part-time basis, am learning what it means to let things go, am really tired all the time, and trying to keep up with everything above....

Matt is being a REAL TROOPER about our lives being topsy turvy right now....

All of this in the middle of the Holiday Season....So... all that being blogged... I will try to do better.....

This week...

Cole climbed/fell out of his crib today. Savannah has her first ear infection. Guess how well our week is going.....