the floodle

On Sunday in the very small hours little Eliza came down with the stomach flu. I think people in nearby towns could have probably heard my heart breaking at that moment. Why? When you are the mother of more than one child you know all too well the revolving flu hierarchy. As one child begins to feel better child number two will suddenly begin to turn pale and any hopes of sleep you had for that day will suddenly be ripped away by stomach cramps and the poops.
And you will know that this evil cycle will continue until every child in your house has been taken down and if you become weary and sleep deprived enough you too will get to end your week of cleaning up barf and wiping endless poopy butts heaving in the toilet while weeping at 3am.