Rough Weekend

Yesterday was horrible. I woke up feeling not so great. My stomach was a bit torn up and I was making a few too many trips to the bathroom for my comfort. I decided to call work and let them know I wasn't coming in. I thought maybe I could make it in for the later part of the day. Boy was I wrong. Either Robert and I got food poisoning or we picked up some nasty bug because we spend the good part of Friday puking, sitting on the toilet, and trying to sleep. The sleeping was not so easy with an almost six-month-old needing us all day.

Yes, it was a bad, bad day. We spent all day pitifully sick. Poor Sofia. She wanted attention and I couldn't even lift her for more than a few seconds. I had chills. The works. Thankfully I started feeling better in the evening and was able to play with Sofia and bathe her and stuff, but Robert didn't really feel better until today.

Then as we were getting ready to go to bed Robert somehow manages to break the thermometer I had lying on the nightstand (I had taken my temperature earlier to see if I was running a fever -- I wasn't). And it just happens to be one of those old school mercury thermometers. So, of course, we panic since it breaks on the carpeted floor in our bedroom Sofia's asleep on our bed and she wakes up because we have to turn the light on so Robert could see where the mercury went and clean it up...and the night becomes a lot longer than we anticipated. We moved out of the family bed so we could open the window and air out our bedroom and into the nursery , where we have a futon so that's where slept, but we had a hell of a time getting Sofia to sleep. We're sleeping in there again tonight because I read somewhere to air out the room for 48 hours, but it's rough. Sofia is not used to sleeping anywhere else but with mommy and daddy in their bed. She's been waking up and howling every few hours and it's rough getting that child back to sleep. Poor baby.