27 May, 2008

Motherhood

This weekend I redeemed my mother's day gift, a massage at a Spa in Mesquite, NV, my sweet husband thought to give me. I had big plans for that Memorial Day Weekend...of staying at the hotel for a night...going to visit my grandmother in St. George, UT the next day...taking my Uncle to lunch at Cracker Barrel for his birthday... Unfortunately mommy duties called and made other plans. After dinner the baby wouldn't keep down my breast milk. Long about one in the morning my son wakes up and calls my name and then loses his dinner. Brianna follows a few minutes later (luckily they were not sleeping in my bed). One good thing about being at a hotel when there are sickies, you don't have to wash the linens yourself. I debated about whether or not to call housekeeping but, with a family of six, unused beds are a waste and that is one thing I can't handle. When Daddy got back from his "birthday splurging" he had to make a "sprite" run. I don't think I was able to really get any sleep until about three.

We had to call and cancel all extra activities involving other people we chose not to inflict with illness. It might be a while, with gas prices going the way they are, before we can make the trip to see family again. The next day I followed suit and got sick. I'd love to blame it on bad food, but it wouldn't explain the baby getting sick first or why it took me longer to show signs. And, why did my husband and Kaitlyn not get sick at all?? Glad it was a four day weekend for our family!

At least I got a massage!
It does make for a happier mommy!!

1 comment:

The land of Vegas said...

You must have passed on the curse to my family. We aren't throwing up but when we got back from Zion two of three have fevers and complain of sore throats. I guess we aren't playing at the first part of the week.