Last night at 3 a.m. Libby walked into the room saying, "I swallowed" which meant she threw up. She preceeded to throw up four more times over the next several hours. Mike got up and started washing her pajamas, her bedding, our bedding, etc. She and I got into the bathtub (she didn't want to be in it alone) and I washed her hair.
Today she threw up some more. I let Libby & Mike take a nap and Samuel and I went out to do errands this afternoon. Our last errand was in the grocery store. I picked up the last item and then it happened. Samuel threw up all over himself, the cart, and the food in the cart. After much cleaning up (including buying paper towels we didn't need except for that moment) we came home... I walked in to find Libby having just finished throwing up on the carpet.
Needless to say I've been a bit queasy. Mike is under the weather. Tomorrow he has work from 8- 6. I just feel close to my wit's end.
The cutest thing that happened though is when I prayed for Libby I asked Jesus to heal her of her stomach bug. Later on when she's throwing up in the bowl she looks up at me and says, "Mommy. Where's the bug?" Well, it made me laugh.
Pray for us. We've really had a rough go of it lately!