After Wil got sick, that bug went through almost the entire family. That Saturday night, I passed out on the couch at like 6 p.m. Felt queasy all night. Went to bed early. Woke up freezing and shivering. I called Matt and got him to bring me an extra blanket and a bucket. Good thing, because I woke up at 11 p.m. and promptly threw up everything I'd eaten that night. Woke the baby too, poor little thing.

Matt was so great; he took James downstairs to sleep so we weren't keeping each other up. He brought him up for a feeding later that night, and took him right back down when I was done.

I slept most of Sunday (after passing Wil off to my mom since I was sick and Matt had been up a lot of the night), finally eating some gummi bears around 2 in the afternoon and sipping on Gatorade most of the day.

And then, the baby threw up Monday morning.

*sigh*

I started feeling normal again Monday night, and the baby didn't get it too bad. Matt doesn't seem to have gotten it (at least, not to the point he was throwing up) but I think he's got bronchitis again... people should not cough in technicolour. Wil had a random unexplained fever on Thursday night (gone, of course, by the time we got him to the doctor on Friday).

So that's what's up at our house. It's been a pretty mellow week... lots of movies and bottles and taking it easy. We still haven't potty trained Wil... we were going to over the weekend when everyone was sick, but he was still a bit sick from when he was throwing up and we didn't think diarrhea and brand new underwear sounded like the best combination ever. And then we didn't last weekend because we were going out several times for my birthday. Right now we're planning for the long weekend coming up... hopefully it goes well!

In other news, I turned 29 last Friday... 362 days left of my 20s! I feel like I should be out partying or something...