This week has been the absolute worse I can think of, at least since I became a parent.
Last Sunday Jacob woke up around 5:30am throwing up in his bed and continued to throw up over and over again all morning, couldn't even keep water down. It was really fun taking care of him and Alayna with our friend Joe was sleeping (oblivious to everything on the couch right next to us until 11am!) Thanks Joe, next time you go sleep upstairs in the guest bed or I'm going to have to accidentally throw the remote control at your head. oops!
The next day Jacob was a little tired and recovering but basically fine. Wed we went out shopping and it appeared that everything was back to normal, except for the "wiquid" diapers as Jacob calls them. Then Thursday we have invited my sister and her family over for dinner and right before they were going to leave Jacob threw up again! He was so upset that Makayla might not come over that he swore he was "not sick, I all better." I warned Kristi to come at her own risk, but we figured it was a fluke thing and didn't think we should be all that considered so they still came over for steak fajitas.
About halfway through my first fajita I didn't feel so well. I was thinking it was just from being sick of all the grossness I had encountered all day. (Jacob throwing up, his nasty diapers, even the cat and dog threw up that day) But unfortunately about 10 minutes later I was in the bathroom losing my cookies!
Kristi and Mark decided to leave about then and I spend the rest of the night puking and pumping so that Chris could give Alayna bottles. I didn't get any sleep! Lucky for me I have a fantastic loving sister and she came over and took Jacob the next day so that I could get some rest and recover. Alayna was very easy and we just slept on the couch all day long.
The next day we went and picked Jacob up in the morning and headed out to Katelyn's party, I was feeling much better and Jacob felt good the whole day before without any problems so we AGAIN thought foolishly that we were out of the woods. (Oh, by the way, Makayla spend that whole night throwing up and Kristi was headed to the bathroom as we were leaving.)
We had fun at the birthday party, Jacob didn't want to eat a whole lot, but he had a blast running around playing. That night when we came home within a couple hours, Chris was getting sick and at 11pm, Jacob was throwing up in his bed again! And this continued all night. Jacob throwing up a few times, Chris throwing up every 2 hours (which woke me up everytime), Alayna waking up every OPPOSITE 2 hours to eat. By late morning the puking has ended, so far anyway. Although Jacob had a "wiquid" diaper that didn't stay in the diaper and destoyed a pair of pj's, 2 blankets, the living room rug, and the bathroom rug...ALL ONE DIAPER!!!!!! Soon after Alayna's diaper exploded ruining yet another pair of pj's.
I have been running the washing machine all week long non-stop it seems like with blankets and towels and still don't have time to get to the many loads of dirty clothes. I had a moment of weakness at 8:30 this morning and was balling my eyes out while doing dishes thinking that I should be at church begging God for forgiveness for whatever I did to deserve this and begging for the strength to get through it.
I don't think I'm up for the role of Super Mom, taking care of a 2 1/2 year old plus a 6 week old is hard enough for me right now, but a 6 week old and a husband and toddler with the flu is torture.
Finally now I have all three of them to sleep and have some time to get caught up on the dishes and laundry and a few minutes of peace to cry about this week on my blog. (Don't ask me why I'm not using the time to sleep, I'm nuts and drank coffee because I was having trouble not falling asleep and now I'm all wired.)
I'm thankful that this is happening this week and not next week or the week after but I really think that I'm being tested and I'm really afraid that I'll failing. I have too much of my plate right now and I'm losing it. I don't really know what type of help I can even ask for but I know that I need something. This morning has really been an eye opening for me and brought to the surface my thoughts of finding a church for our family to start attending regularly. Something that I've been thinking about for sometime now, but never really took the time to look into full heartedly. I miss that outlet, the stress relief and peace I used to get from going to church and the love and friendships I had. And I want my kids to experience that too.
If I can get through this horrible week without going crazy or killing someone, then I know that God was on my side and I will search until I find OUR place, a church we can all love and call our own.
Wish me luck!!!