1: Number of children throwing up in our house last night.
2.5: Number of fully functioning adults.
843: Times I wished I had two full legs.
4: Number of times I realized that Me, Big Black, and G.G. weren't all going to fit in the bathroom together.
2: Number of minutes I soothed Matt because he was scared out of his mind. He had no idea what was going on...just that Hailey was whisked away and she was making animalistic noises.
16: Number of times Hailey either puked or dry heaved throughout the night.
3: Number of seconds it took Hailey to realize that she needs to spit it out or choke on it...poor kid.
1: Number of times G.G. found Dog hiding in the basement. Seriously...Hailey's puke noises are beyond compare.
23: Average number of minutes between pukes...which also means minutes between wake-ups (until 3:38 AM).
14: Number of times Husband muttered the f-word.
1: Number of times I told Husband that we weren't going to discuss how messy my bedside table was in the middle of the night.
0: Number of times Hailey puked in her own bed (that's right...because she was in ours).
2: Number of times Hailey brushed my arm with her hot little hand and I woke up absolutely sure it was puke.
7: Number of times Husband had to clean out the "puke bowl." Does everyone have a "puke bowl" in their house??? Or is it just us?
3: Number of times Husband wished for a nighttime Nanny.
30: Number of minutes of sleep in an average hour.
4: Number of times I tried to roll over on to my side before realizing that Big Black would crush my good leg and I'd be rendered even more useless.
2: Number of times I considered taking Hailey to the hospital.
1: Number of horrendous craps that Hailey took while simultaneously puking her guts up.
0: Number of words Hailey said when she woke up this morning which threw us into worrying whether or not she went mute during the night.
15: Number of words she spoke when we brought Matt in. She was so happy to see him.
3: Number of temper tantrums Matt has had this morning...someone's not getting enough attention.
104: Number of minutes between waking up and now that Hailey hasn't puked.
2: Number of helpings of eggs Hailey has had for breakfast...WTF??? Is this what happens when I don't feed them. Please let it stay down!
32: Times I prayed that it's all over.
Can you tell it's our first time with a stomach virus? We made it 2 years without any major pukeage or anything. We were lucky...this is the pits! I'm really hoping it's all over now!!!! We'll be following the BRAT diet for today fer sher.
2.5: Number of fully functioning adults.
843: Times I wished I had two full legs.
4: Number of times I realized that Me, Big Black, and G.G. weren't all going to fit in the bathroom together.
2: Number of minutes I soothed Matt because he was scared out of his mind. He had no idea what was going on...just that Hailey was whisked away and she was making animalistic noises.
16: Number of times Hailey either puked or dry heaved throughout the night.
3: Number of seconds it took Hailey to realize that she needs to spit it out or choke on it...poor kid.
1: Number of times G.G. found Dog hiding in the basement. Seriously...Hailey's puke noises are beyond compare.
23: Average number of minutes between pukes...which also means minutes between wake-ups (until 3:38 AM).
14: Number of times Husband muttered the f-word.
1: Number of times I told Husband that we weren't going to discuss how messy my bedside table was in the middle of the night.
0: Number of times Hailey puked in her own bed (that's right...because she was in ours).
2: Number of times Hailey brushed my arm with her hot little hand and I woke up absolutely sure it was puke.
7: Number of times Husband had to clean out the "puke bowl." Does everyone have a "puke bowl" in their house??? Or is it just us?
3: Number of times Husband wished for a nighttime Nanny.
30: Number of minutes of sleep in an average hour.
4: Number of times I tried to roll over on to my side before realizing that Big Black would crush my good leg and I'd be rendered even more useless.
2: Number of times I considered taking Hailey to the hospital.
1: Number of horrendous craps that Hailey took while simultaneously puking her guts up.
0: Number of words Hailey said when she woke up this morning which threw us into worrying whether or not she went mute during the night.
15: Number of words she spoke when we brought Matt in. She was so happy to see him.
3: Number of temper tantrums Matt has had this morning...someone's not getting enough attention.
104: Number of minutes between waking up and now that Hailey hasn't puked.
2: Number of helpings of eggs Hailey has had for breakfast...WTF??? Is this what happens when I don't feed them. Please let it stay down!
32: Times I prayed that it's all over.
Can you tell it's our first time with a stomach virus? We made it 2 years without any major pukeage or anything. We were lucky...this is the pits! I'm really hoping it's all over now!!!! We'll be following the BRAT diet for today fer sher.
