Instead of going to our playdate this morning, I washed vomit out of this cute girl's hair.
I hate canceling plans, and I hate being sick.
This morning I woke to a whole lot of vomit all over the place in Liv's crib and on her blankies. This was, of course, after I had been up all night throwing up too.
We were warned about the stomach bug going around, and it seems we couldn't dodge it. Do I have the weakest immune system or what? I feel like I always catch whatever it is going around, and B never does. Oh well, I guess I should just be thankful he is always able to pick up the slack when I have to spend the day in bed/laying on the couch.
I was totally confused this morning because Liv didn't even cry last night (I should know since I was up) so I definitely did not expect that she would have been throwing up too. Then to top it off she was soooo happy this morning. I felt like crap, and did all day. Slowly she became lethargic and I could tell she wasn't feeling as good as it seemed this morning. Hopefully we're done with it for good!