God Bless the Stomach Flu!

Okay, so normally the stomach flu sucks. Especially when it's not only the 24 hour bug, but the 3 day stomach flu complete with vomiting, diarrhea and heartburn that cycles through Mom, Dad, child 1, child 2, and finally child 3. In fact, we're all on different days of our illness, so we still have about a day and a half to get this thing kicked, but that's not the point of this post.

Here's the point: I am a little neurotic about getting my kids out of the house every day and planning activities for us to do. I have a bit too much nervous energy, anxiety, whatever, and I find that I run myself and my boys into a fit!

These past 3 days caused me to completely slow it all down! We watched movies, read every book in the house, made a "zoo" out of the plastic animal collection, and just layed in the big bed and watched more movies! Besides the projectile vomiting and taking turns running to the toilet, the last 3 days have actually been a blessing! I feel like I really got to spend that quality time with all my boys that I sometimes don't get when I'm too worried about rushing them to the park or teaching them something.

Another blessing has been my amazing husband. In the book The Sacred Marriage, the author talks about how when we are able to find the romance in the most unromantic moments of marriage, then we are on the right track.

Patrick was sick too. He probably felt just as bad as I did, but the first day of our plague, he completely took charge. He brought me crackers, water, and the remote. He took the boys out for the entire day so that I could sleep! He even cleaned the puke up from the walls of the bathroom. (remember I said "projectile vomiting?") I look at these actions as extremely romantic and if I weren't feeling a wave of diarrhea coming on right this minute, I might just show him how romantic I think it is! HA!