Brooklyn called us into her room last night sometime between 9 and 10. There was puke all over her, her bed, and the floor. My heart sank as my own stomach threatened to heave.
Thank goodness Allan cleaned up her room while I gave her a bath.
Just doing the laundry from all of it was twisting my stomach severely.
And though I have to cancel my OBGYN appointment for today last minute (which I hate) I’m thankful she only threw up once more last night and it all made it into the garbage bag. And despite waking up about a million other times to her moaning in her sleep, it was an ok night.
I really hope no one else gets it. I can’t handle Sierra or Payson sick, they’re screamers when they’re feeling ill.