It started last Saturday with her coming up at 630am telling her daddy that she threw up but she tried to clean it up. I guess she was so grown up about the whole thing. I had just left out the door for work. Luckily the throwing up only happened 3 times that day then many days of diarrhea.
Ryan got to spend two days taking care of her while I was working the weekend. Being the good daddy he is he was on board with no complaining. If you read his blog he will give you a little sad story how he spent 4 out of 5 days caring for her. Well let's set the record start. First two days yes he did take care of her while I was working. I came home made dinner and spent some time with her during the witching hour then went to bed so I could get up early the next day again. Then Monday I took care of her except two hours while he was working, Tuesday morning he watched her for 3 hours then he was off to work. He played basketball that evening. He stayed home Wednesday with her while I worked. Then the next two days I took care of her while he worked. So I think as you can see it was a fair amount of trading back and forth.
During her sickness looking at her you would not think she was sick. She was playing, eating, drinking and sleeping like normal. We just never knew when the multiple blows would happen and things had to move to the kitchen floor fast. So 9 days of no real outside entertainment is hard on mommy, daddy and Norah. We just do not have the energy needed to play with a 2 year all day and evening.
We are glad to be sending her back to daycare where she belongs. Playing dress up for hours with her other little friends instead of daddy.:)
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