May 21, 2007

  • It’s Sad When They’re Sick

    I have to put this out there for posterity–it was sad and adorable at the same time.

    My babies all caught a stomach virus a week ago, and then gave it to me. We suffered in shifts–Stephen first, then William, then AK, then me. By the time I took these pictures, William was so tired from throwing up, he couldn’t hold his head up, but for some reason he still wanted to practice crawling. So he ended up in this position:

    Sick William

    The towel is to catch any more messes. Stephen was done throwing up, but still under the weather. He giggled every time William sneezed or moved a muscle.

    Sick Stephen

    I let them play naked for a few days to save on laundry–they were leaking out both ends for a while. It’s crazy to me how happy they were for sick babies. They never cried in misery–not once. Anna Kathryn did though, and begged to go to bed. Here she is lying on her third layer of towels, sound asleep. She got really angry at her purple trash can that I lined for her use. I think she blamed the trash can on her misery. “Put it over there, Mommy. I’ll just d’row up on the towel..” Oh, no you won’t. We took all her dolls and stuffed animals away and let her choose one plastic toy to sleep with. She chose a tiny plastic tiger. Looks like it did the trick.

    Sick Anna Kathryn

    Leif came over the afternoon they all decided to get sick. He somehow avoided getting messed on or sick from it. He stayed through the whole thing without turning tail and bolting, which I have to say was impressive. I think if I’d have been there with somebody else’s kids throwing up, I’d have made my excuses and found friendlier air to breathe. He was a good sport though.

    There’s nothing like dealing with three sick children who are YOUR three sick children. John and I didn’t want to go to bed; we just wanted to hover over theirs all night and keep watch. The parental instinct goes into high gear at a time like that. We all weathered the storm, though, and everyone was well a few days later for baby dedications.

    I’ll post about that later. :) John says Anna Kathryn almost didn’t make it to her fourth birthday, bless her heart.

Comments (6)

  • Oh, Kari! I’m so glad they’re better – you deserve a special medal for winning that battle!

  • Oh my.  That first pic breaks my heart.  There is nothing more pititful than a sick baby.  Poor little man.
    Ak’s plastic Tigger makes me laugh.  That is *so* something that Emma would do.

  • Yay, Leif! for hanging in there!  They’re too adorable to abandon, aren’t they!  Hats off to mercy and grace in sickness and in health.  Love and miss you’all.  Mom (Grandma)

  • Stomach flu is a mother’s worst dreaded enemy… thankfully it’s usually short-lived. So sorry…

  • aw…Stephen just looks so worn out and pathetic.

    We got the same bug about three months ago. Jamie threw up all over Jeff’s girlfriend. I was so embarassed.

  • …er I mean William.

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