The past 24 hours have been rough. Max started throwing up last night and hasn't felt well all day. Poor little guy was so taken back by the whole thing , as a kid is when they do this for the first time.
This morning when I was sitting with him rubbing his back he looks at me and so carefully says, "I need to go to the doctors Mommy." Poor little guy. I tried to explain to him that this happens sometimes and it's not something the doctors can help with; we just have to get through it. I think he was puzzled because we go to the doctors for everything.
As the day has progressed, I am hoping he has kicked it. I hope he sleeps well and wakes up fully recovered. I also hope that no one else catches this - selfishly, especially me. I can't imagine the stomach bug at 37 weeks pregnant where it hurts to cough, laugh and sneeze. I did a lot of lysoling today. Thankfully David stayed home to take care of Max too. He's also done all the sick laundry and trying to help protect us. Keeping prayers and fingers crossed!
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