Feeling much more myself - and pink again
Finally seeing the light at the end of the Tunnel o' Puke. Not quite out of the woods yet, still pretty rumbly in the belly, but no activity to speak of. WHEW. And Ethan did throw up once more yesterday, but it was more like his tummy's still sensitive and he gagged on something he was eating. So, seriously, enough of that!
Meg, blech on the bedtime struggles! Allison has been a bedtime nightmare lately too. We were in a really nice groove for a while - she and Caitlyn share a room, and we would all go do jammies, teeth, stories, snuggles, lights out, see you tomorrow, piece of cake. THen Allison started with the dragging it out routine - "I need water." "I can't find my dolphin." And finally, my least favorite, "Mom?" "Yes?" "Ummm..... ummmm....." "Goodnight, Allison." "Mom? Umm.... ummmm..." 'twas dizzymaking. NOW however we have progressed to full-on screaming meltdowns over ridiculous things - "I need PRETTY socks for my cold feet." "I didn't say goodnight to Daddy" (yes, yes you did) and so on, until bedtime takes over an hour. Not as bad as three, but hopefully that's not the norm!
TC, so glad the house is good. Sounds like a kicker of a storm.
Yay for Mr. KK (and the KK household!) Super smilie art!
Since I'm feeling human again, I'm off to tackle the eighteen loads of laundry that have piled up, quite stinkily, in my house.