the worst 24 hours...and counting

i have been having the worst week so far. when i went into to wake brooklin up at 10:45! yesterday i found out that she had thrown up in the middle of the night. hence why she was sleeping so long. "oh great," i thought, "this is a lovely way to start a monday." she seemed fine at first, but then she didn't want to eat her breakfast and she didn't really want to play with her toys. so, i took her into her bedroom to rock in the rocking chair, and then she let me have it. curdled milk, all over me and all over her. now, i don't deal well with puke at all, so i've been absolutely dreading this day, and i knew it would eventually come, being a mother and all. i think i handled it really well. i didn't even gag. my mothering insticts must've kicked in. i was able to get her and myself cleaned up, and i was really suprised that it didn't get anywhere else but on us, considering it seemed like so much. so, i called scott and he came home for a little bit to allow me to take a shower and then brooklin thankfully went down for a nap, poor girl. i was hoping that this was the end of it. well, then i started to feel icky, and then scott too. when brooklin woke up she seemed to be feeling a little better. she had some toast and cheerios, and she ate pears for dinner. she went to bed just fine. i wish i could say the same for scott and i. i couldn't sleep because i was burning up with a fever and scott kept getting up and going to the bathroom. i was finally getting comfortable around 1:30ish and then brooklin starts screaming. man! so, scott goes to check it out, and then i hear the bath water start. great! puke all over her and her bed. so, after a half hour of cleaning up and changing sheets again, she went back down. i prayed we would make it through the night, and thankfully we did. although i only got about an hour of sleep. scott stayed home from work since he wasn't feeling well, and to help me out, thank goodness. we both haven't eaten anything since yesterday and still feel pretty crummy, and brooklin still isn't her happy self. but, no puke since last night. so, i'm crossing my fingers. i can't deal with this another day.