Here it is Easter Sunday and we are at home. We had two invitations for lunch, and we could have enjoyed an Easter service at church, but no, we are in the sick house.
Since Micah's explosion at Aunt Laurie's, he seems to be doing fine. He is eating and drinking and telling us he feels just fine. He even said "a day isn't a day unless you can play with friends." This was after I told him he couldn't play with anyone because we didn't want to share our germs.
Tyler is still doing fine, we are praying that it stays that way, but Jilli..... poor Jilli, she just can't seem to kick this bug.
After being fine all day yesterday she gets sick around 5pm and then continues for a few hours. Everyone slept fine during the night then this morning she gets up and starts up again. Can't really figure out why my baby is getting hit so hard with this. As I am typing this she is upstairs sleeping in my bed (on Daddy's side, cause that is her favorite side :-) It breaks my heart to hear "Momma, my tummy hurts super, duper, really, really, duper, super bad." She is so sweet too, because she also says "thank you for taking care of me Momma." Then as I look at her while she is withering in pain, she smiles at me and tells me she loves me. She is so precious.
Praying that tomorrow will be a new day with no sickness in it and that the rest of the week is the same.
Blessings!!
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