Hit me with your best shot...

Epic mommy fail with the picture a day, but you guys, I was SO SICK!  Like sososo sick that doing anything besides sucking on an ice pop was complete and utter torture.  Basically, it shook down like this:

Emma did a little random spit up on Saturday Morning - but went on to nibble on her meals through the rest of the day.  So seemingly insignificant that I forgot about it actually.  Belle, Jack and Daddy all got various degrees of intestinal difficulties beginning on Sunday and Alex joined in the merriment on Monday morning.  I had to take off of work on Monday to help tend my troops (four puking and or pooping babies!) - especially since poor daddy tried to drag himself into work in his delirium resulting in him passing out around 3:00 PM.  I was feeling good, nursing my kiddos back to health (though admittedly I was not as sensitive to Tony's needs I should have been, but totally didn't grasp the scope of his agony until later) and feeling like this whole mess just may pass me over... and that, my dears, was my first mistake.

A trip to the ER

Originally posted on Saturday, March 31, 2012

It was bound to happen sooner or later - we've ben lucky so far, really.  It just seemed an odd coincidence that this happened almost exactly a year after my trip to the ER for a kidney infection.  Both incidents happened the day after Mimi and PopPop flew to California to visit with Aunt Ben and Uncle Brooke.  This particular incident happened approximately 24 hours after Mimi gave us a hug good bye and said "now try to stay out of the ER this time".