To say this Christmas didn’t go as planned would be an understatement.  Christmas Eve was great.  We did our family Christmas then since Greg had to work Christmas day.  We went to the candle light service at our church and then headed over to a friends house for some snacks and visiting.  All seemed well.

Then, I woke up in the middle of the night throwing up.  Did that for about 4 or 5 hours.  I couldn’t even get up to feed Oliver.  I was so thankful Greg was not working nights.  He left at around 5 (at which time I was still unable to walk upright without getting dizzy).  But, the kids were great and stayed asleep until I could move a little better.  Our dear friend Monica brought me some sick people food and hung out a little to let me sleep and the kids played outside.

All seemed to be going OK until Christmas night at 11:00.  Zoe started throwing up.  I spent the night camped out in her room.  A long night.  Lots of laundry.  The next morning…Zeke threw up.  More laundry.  I still wasn’t feel great but the Lord gave me enough energy to keep everybody clean, cared for and get all the sick laundry done plus some.  Monica dropped off some more sicky foods and we made it though the day.  Last night everyone slept.  It was wonderful!  Zoe work up this morning requesting an omelet for breakfast.  We’re back and it feels good.