Fast forward to Monday... yesterday... I wake up to get the boy off to school and get my day started. Hubby is just about to walk out the door for work when a full bottle of vanilla (big bottle from costco) jumps out of the cupboard and falls on the tile breaking the cap off. On the bright side.... I managed to grab it before we lost too much of it. Hubby helps to clean it up as much as he can before rushing off to work. I end up getting the mop out and mopping the kitchen floor and since I had it out, I may as well mop the living room floor as well. The bright side now? The house smells like delicious vanilla! As I am doing that, I send "T" up to the attic to retrieve some little people toys for the little girls I was babysitting later on that morning. So there we were, mopping the floor and rummaging in the attic. As he comes back down, we happen to look at the time.. What do you know.. it's 8:19 and his bus comes at 8:25. He scrambles out the door and I watch as he makes it to the bus stop. I look at my watch, whew he made it and it was only 8:20.
Ahh.. as the other kids start straggling out of their beds, I realize I hadn't had time to eat breakfast so I start my daily routine of making oatmeal. Just as I am about to get it into the microwave to cook, "T" comes into the house saying, "I think you need to drive me to school" I look at my watch... 8:33. CRAP! School bell rang 3 minutes ago and we had 2 minutes to get there before school started. The bright side is we literally live a one minute drive from his school and 'J' is old enough to stay with the other kids while I ran out so I didn't have to pile everyone in the car.
So I got T to school, got the other kids started on their schoolwork, welcomed my little 21 month old nephew in who I babysit on Monday mornings and the two other little girls that I babysit on Mondays as well and went on with our day. It was a fairly easy day.. The baby (9 month old) was super easy and had two naps for me. Even the other little girl (2 years) napped in the afternoon. Things finally seemed to be running smoothly. Until I started to feel dizzy, scratchy throat and my nose started filling up. Ugh.. I had finally caught the cold that had run it's course through our household and so had 'J' The bright side is I had gotten paid for babysitting so I had a little extra money and it was half off day at Greco so I ordered pizza for supper and didn't have to cook. Hubby even took "I" to karate for me.
That evening as we started to wind down, three kids were in bed and I was watching a tv show with J when I heard what I thought was hubby coughing. Then a weak little "MOM" came from the bathroom. Yup, it was 'T' throwing up. After he was done though, he was convinced it was that he had ate too much junk that day and that he felt perfectly fine.. Since he sleeps on the top bunk, we decided it would be safer if he slept on the couch anyway just in case. Boy was I glad he did. Now normally, all our kids do very well getting to the toilet in time when having a stomach bug.. it's very rare to have any mess to clean up. Last night was one of those rare times. At about 11:00, I see him run past our bedroom to the bathroom. I go to check on him and what a mess. There were literally piles of puke from the couch to the bathroom.. probably a good 10-15 feet worth. Here's the bright side.... my hubby has always been one to get in there and help clean up these kinds of messes. If he weren't, I think I would have cried. As we got 'T' into the shower and started to clean, we realized that I still had the steam mop out from that morning. Perfect! It took probably 20 minutes to get everything clean but the bright side is my living room, hallway and bathroom floors all are very clean and mopped. We got 'T' settled in again this time on our "sick mat" on the floor with a nice big bucket. He continued to throw up all night long and into the morning. The bright side is we got to keep him home from school and enjoy him for the day and he is starting to feel much better.
My lack of sleep + cold symptoms has turned into a massive sinus headache but the bright side is I am here... I'm alive and it's just a cold. I will survive.
Based on how my week has started I could be miserable and complain but I choose to look at the bright side of things and know that tomorrow is a new day full of new silver linings!