merry go round

As is the way this time of year we have been fighting a particularly brutal stomach flu which turns into the hacking chest/sinus flu lasting two weeks. It has gone through tristan, parker, eliza, me, shane and now toby.

I went to bed at 7pm last night which, if you know me, is totally unusual. I was feeling crappy about feeling crappy.

At 10pm toby woke up crying that his tummy hurt. I brought him into my room whereupon he began an all night march which involved running to the bathroom every hour, crouching in front of the toilet for a few minutes, then returning to bed. Stomach still hurting. No relief.

Finally, at 7am just as i was standing naked about to get in the shower he came running in declaring "this is it mom!" and released the largest and most anticipated barf right into the toilet.

Then he marched downstairs, sat on the sofa and declared a sick day.

Poor boy.