For Christmas Eve dinner we had our traditional breakfast for dinner but made the waffles red and green. Because we use whole wheat flour you can't see the color that well.
In typical fashion, William ate his heart out. Samuel ate some, but Matthew didn't touch anything. Just after his picture was taken Matthew vomited, thankfully missing the table and food and hitting the floor. He had thrown up at the Las Vegas airport just after we got through security, and then twice more while on the airplane. We think he caught something at dinner the night before. I had the same stomach pains but got it all up before we left Vegas. Anyway, after all was cleaned up we got tucked into bed.
Christmas morning was not how we imagined it to be. At 130 am I woke up and emptied my stomach. About 2am I heard Samuel gagging and sent Eric to check on him, he was ok. Then 230 we heard one of the boys losing it. Turns out it was William. He was throwing up over the end of his bed. Apparently he was trying to reach the airplane bag that Matthew brought home that was on the dresser. He couldn't reach it in time, not that it would have held all that came up. I couldn't go into the room due to the smell and that it was unsettling my stomach. We got William out of bed and into the bathroom. Poor Eric was left with clean up. I went back in for Samuel who woke up. And the three of us took turns with the toilet. Yeah crazy time. We ended up downstairs and watched Toy Story 3. We used just about every towel we had. Eric had to do laundry since I couldn't move much. The three of us spend the next five hours bent over two trash cans. By that point we had used all our small trash bags and were totally exhausted. Around 7 am Matthew had woken up (having slept through the whole clean up process) and was feeling better. Being that it was Christmas morning we let the boys open their stockings. They felt ok to do so and we're happy to do something other than lay on the floor/couch. Presents waited about an hour later when we all had more energy. Matthew was the only one at the end who was playing with the presents.
Now a few days after Christmas we're pretty much over whatever it was that we had. Eric ended up getting the next night though, at that point I was well enough to care for the boys while Eric took his turn on the couch. Matthew still has a bug which has caused him to leave "poop prints" in the morning. (TMI sorry) Our appetite is still coming back though and we haven't had a normal meal yet. We're still on soups and crackers just to be safe. For now we're just taking it easy, and grateful that we can. Hope you holidays was a bit less eventful than ours.
In typical fashion, William ate his heart out. Samuel ate some, but Matthew didn't touch anything. Just after his picture was taken Matthew vomited, thankfully missing the table and food and hitting the floor. He had thrown up at the Las Vegas airport just after we got through security, and then twice more while on the airplane. We think he caught something at dinner the night before. I had the same stomach pains but got it all up before we left Vegas. Anyway, after all was cleaned up we got tucked into bed.
Christmas morning was not how we imagined it to be. At 130 am I woke up and emptied my stomach. About 2am I heard Samuel gagging and sent Eric to check on him, he was ok. Then 230 we heard one of the boys losing it. Turns out it was William. He was throwing up over the end of his bed. Apparently he was trying to reach the airplane bag that Matthew brought home that was on the dresser. He couldn't reach it in time, not that it would have held all that came up. I couldn't go into the room due to the smell and that it was unsettling my stomach. We got William out of bed and into the bathroom. Poor Eric was left with clean up. I went back in for Samuel who woke up. And the three of us took turns with the toilet. Yeah crazy time. We ended up downstairs and watched Toy Story 3. We used just about every towel we had. Eric had to do laundry since I couldn't move much. The three of us spend the next five hours bent over two trash cans. By that point we had used all our small trash bags and were totally exhausted. Around 7 am Matthew had woken up (having slept through the whole clean up process) and was feeling better. Being that it was Christmas morning we let the boys open their stockings. They felt ok to do so and we're happy to do something other than lay on the floor/couch. Presents waited about an hour later when we all had more energy. Matthew was the only one at the end who was playing with the presents.
Now a few days after Christmas we're pretty much over whatever it was that we had. Eric ended up getting the next night though, at that point I was well enough to care for the boys while Eric took his turn on the couch. Matthew still has a bug which has caused him to leave "poop prints" in the morning. (TMI sorry) Our appetite is still coming back though and we haven't had a normal meal yet. We're still on soups and crackers just to be safe. For now we're just taking it easy, and grateful that we can. Hope you holidays was a bit less eventful than ours.
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Definitely not a fun way to spend any day, especially Christmas! It will be a Christmas you'll always remember :) We hope that you guys are able to enjoy the holidays. All our love!
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