So, back to my point. Before bed the kids seemed perfectly fine!
A few minutes later Katelyn came down saying that her tummy really hurt too. Since they were all perfectly fine 20 minutes earlier I had a hard time believing that she really had a problem. I kinda thought maybe it was some sympathy thing because of Connor.
Holy smokes was I WRONG!
At 8pm Connor projectile vomited all over the living room! A mere 20 minutes later Katelyn began projectile vomiting, thankfully in the toilet! Only 20 minutes later Chris started projectile vomiting!
I can't even begin to tell you how bad this was! I can't tell you how many times I heard myself say, "You have to puke in here because he is puking in the toilet!" "No, you can't puke in the toilet because he is pooping in the toilet!" "Here! Puke in the bucket!"
When I think back I can't believe I wasn't more worried. Between the three of them at least one person was throwing up at all times throughout the night.
At six in the morning Maggie woke up and told me that her belly hurt. I wanted to cry. I kept telling her to keep the bucket in front of her in case she needed it. She just kept pushing it away and crying. She then puked all over me and herself! OH CRAP! Not you too!!!!
The poor kids would throw up, pass out for a few minutes, just to wake up and throw up again.
The poor kids would throw up, pass out for a few minutes, just to wake up and throw up again.
A funny little story though... At one point I took a picture of Katelyn. She looked at me and said, "You're not going to put that on your blog are you?" Well, yes, actually I was. She asked me not to though so I respected that wish and used one that she didn't mind as much.
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