The Virus Cometh

My poor baby (Mary Grace) has been puking and feverish all day.  She's begging for toast, but she just threw up, and as badly as I want to give it to her, I know that she isn't ready to keep it down.  I gave her a sucker, instead, which lasted all of 60 seconds...  Then she went right back to begging for toast.

*sigh*

I hate it when they're sick.  Luckily BJ took Claire out for the evening, so I can focus on making my big girl feel better.  Send healthy vibes our way.

Illnesses like this make me feel so grateful that our kids are healthy, though.  I just don't know how other parents manage major illnesses.  If the flu is this hard, how hard must it be when they have....  I don't even dare think it.  The possibilities are too scary.  Is it weird to be grateful for the flu, because it reminds you how good you normally have it?  If so, I guess I'm weird.

Back to the trenches.  I'll keep ya posted.