Baby Talan had diarrhea down his leg earlier today. He kept saying and signing poop but I was distracted. I asked him to get me a diaper and wipes and he said "no ma" and pointed down. I got up and saw runny poop dripping down his leg and on my carpet. I whisked him up sideways and carried him to his room while he asked "why". :) Then Mason peed the largest pool of urine I have ever seen in my bed during nap time. Thus, lots of laundry added to my day. Then this evening Mason threw up and is running a fever (I should have known as he kept telling me how cold he was). So now he is curled up in my bed, despite me telling him he is not allowed to sleep in my bed anymore (the natural consequence to peeing in my bed), with a vomit bowl and a large towel. I hope I actually get some sleep tonight. I did manage to get him to swallow some baby Motrin so I hope he feels better and sleeps some of it off.
No saying how tomorrow will be. Just for tonight, I am OK. Misty is alive. Joe is making money and my boys are safe just not well.
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