I told you last post about the double up on the Worst Colds I've Ever Had, right? Well, apparently I should have kept my fool mouth shut. On Monday night, our whole household came down with a stomach flu the likes of which we have never seen before.
This is problematic because our house has only one bathroom.
Around 1 am, we found creative new uses for garbage cans.
On Tuesday morning, when the puke had cleared, and Sweet Pea was ready to get up, I learned that I was unable to care for her. Mr. Wonderful, also in terrible shape, wouldn't be able to care for her either. I could hardly even lift the little soul out of her crib, I was so weak. It would be impossible for me to entertain her, never mind change her diapers, or get her breakfast. In desperation (and tears) I picked up the phone and called my mom.
Realistically, I expected that Wonderful and I would be on our own for a few hours, and then my mom would drop by for a few hours, she'd sit on the couch and watch Sweet Pea play, and then she'd be on her way. I did not expect that she would arrive with my dad at her side, clean my house, do my puke-covered laundry, and bring me ginger ale in bed all the while showing Sweet Pea The Best Time Ever!
I didn't expect that I would appreciate it so much, either.
So mom (and dad) I know you read the blog . . . thank you. Thank you so much! You didn't have to do that, but I'm so glad that you did. I love that I can count on you to be there for me - and that you exceed my expectations. I am still aghast, and I think I will always be grateful for your help yesterday.
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Your nice parents!! I had to call Mum once this year when I was sick and my dear hubby wouldn't stay home from work because he didn't want to annoy his boss... Parents are great. I got ginger beer, too.
Mothers are amazing, aren't they? I hope you and Mr. Wonderful feel much, much better very soon. That sounds absolutely dreadful.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh...thanks Sweetie...you know we love ya!
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