Oh, my poor little boy.  He came down with a stomach virus around 11:00 Sunday night and has been sick for about 44 hours so far.  I feel so bad for him.  He was up almost all night long, throwing up nearly every hour on the hour.  I thought he was getting better.  He threw up the last time Monday morning, but then started up again today, not nearly so frequently, though.  He's staying hydrated, but he's pretty miserable. 

I love my son so much.  He is so brave, even when he is this sick he tries to be a strong boy.  He had an accident in bed this morning before I woke up, but he tried to strip his bed and clean himself up all by himself.  And quietly, so he wouldn't wake up the baby.  When I woke up and checked on him, and realized how hard he had tried to just take care of himself all on his own, it about broke my heart.  I was so proud of him, and also felt so sorry that he was quiet enough that he went through that all by himself.

I'm trying to give him as much love and care as I can, while at the same time trying desperately not to spread the germs to his twin sister or the baby.  I was fortunate the last time my daughter was sick like this, I was able to keep the rest of us from catching the virus, even though my hads ended up positively raw from all the handwashing.  I'd love to be able to sit and just hold my little boy, but I have to limit our contact so I don't infect his sisters, too.  It's hard sometimes to be a mom.

Well, midnight will be more than 48 hours.  I sure hope tomorrow is better for him! 

Tags: barf, virus, sick kids

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