35

That's how old I am today. Craziness. 35 just seems way older than 34. Did you know that I will be considered 'high risk' if/when I get pregnant again, just because of my age? Yeah. Lovely.

As you know I was fasting. I broke my fast on Friday after 10 days. It was a pretty amazing time. I may talk about it more later. But, a run-down of the past few days...

Eissa got sick on Thursday morning and puked all day long. She was a great little patient, poor little thing. It's always so 'scary' when a child that age, who is too young still to grasp the concept of running to the bathroom or puking in a bucket. It just kind of comes out wherever they are, you know? Thankfully (insert by the grace of God), she always just happened to be standing on the tile floor whenever things came flying (except once when she got just a tiny, tiny bit on the couch, but she was already pretty empty by that point, so no damage done). I was cleaning all day, but she was fine by the next morning.

And then came Grady and Hadley. Thursday night, Joel and I were in bed just a little after 10pm. We were exhausted anyway, but Joel also had to get up at 5am and leave for a big test 2 hours away on Friday morning. We laid down, Joel got done praying and thanking God for our health, and then the gagging started. :) Ahh, the irony. Don't get me wrong...a little stomach virus now and then is still considered great health...I don't take it for granted that we are so very blessed. I just thought it was funny.

I heard it and Joel said that he thought Grady was just coughing. I have nurse ears. I can detect vomit noises from a mile away. They both had to have showers and bed changes. Thankfully, they are old enough now to realize the advantages of puking in a bucket, so the remainder of the night, we just emptied those...and they ended up sleeping better than initially expected too. We weren't up too many times.

So, the next day (we are now to Friday) we just laid around all day, with our trusty buckets close by. Eissa was fine at this point. Grady ended up being good to go by mid-morning. Hadley was still pretty puny. She puked a little in the morning, but by afternoon was done with that. But, she just laid around, very weak and still with a tummy ache all day. She even happily took a nap with her sisters that afternoon...while Grady helped me make cookies (to congratulate Daddy for passing his big test...yay!). Hadley finally ate a little bit of toast that night and was fine by Saturday morning.

And then it was my turn. At 5am Saturday morning...you guessed it. Same thing, just the adult version. I was sick as a dog and I HATE to vomit, but finally gave in and of course felt much better. I had nausea ALL DAY LONG and finally we ordered some Tagamet (my tummy just felt all ulcery...I just thought it would help and it did). I woke up with nausea twinges a couple of times during the night, but other than that I was fine.

This morning I had some more twinges and took another Tagamet, but other than just being incredibly weak, I've been fine. I ate some toast, had some watermelon, and even drank a bit of coffee type stuff (something hot sounded good). I really have no appetite at all, so we'll see how it goes tomorrow...if Joel is able to go in to Asas or not.

Poor Cass succumbed to the dreaded horror that is sweeping through our domain last night. Joel was up with her a few times from 11pm-3am. She's had a couple of other episodes, but seems to be mostly in the clear now.

Oh dear sweet Jesus, please spare Joel!! ;)

So, my birthday today has been 'interesting.' The kids brought me their cards (store bought even) and presents. I think it's been years since I got presents (we just aren't big present people, although we truly love it when it happens too). But that was fun...I got a cute shirt and a necklace.

I just left my room for the first time in 2 days about 10 minutes ago...I ventured out all the way to the living room. :) Weak, I tell you.

Although I do hate being sick, today (since the nausea is gone) has been a nice birthday. Not your typical go out to eat birthday, but a very, very relaxing one for sure. I've watched a whole 1/2 season of ER (hey hey...although how fun would it have been to have all my ETBU roomies here to watch it with me...Thursday nights were our favorite!!...Steph, Rice Chex would definitely be in order...hmm, that even sounds good...too bad they don't have that here in Brazil). I've done some reading. It's been nice. And of course I have the most amazing husband in the world who just let me relax (and who even got to play a couple hours worth of volleyball himself while the little girls were napping).

35. I am so getting old. It's so freakin' weird.