Weekend of Firsts
On Sunday night my stomach started to ache. I went to bed a bit afraid I was getting the flu, but typically in our house Calder is the first one to be sick and since he was completely well, I was hopeful. Just after midnight all hope was lost. I spent the night running to the bathroom. I am a puker and I puked approximately every hour until Boone got up for the day (7 times total - I solely wrote that number to garner sympathy). For the first time ever, I nursed Boone laying down. I was afraid if I had to sit up for any length of time I would be heading to the bathroom for puke #8. I spent all day yesterday on the couch moaning. Thankfully Hugh was able to be home, because I was useless. I am just starting to feel better today. I have had worse pukefests, but the day afters aren't nearly as bad as yesterday. Needless to say, blogging hasn't been a priority, but I have so much to write about! There were a few firsts this weekend. . . Calder sent his cousin to emerg for the fir...