My parents were supposed to arrive last Wednesday and in an unfortunate turn of events Cannon threw up that morning causing them to cancel. An hour after they cancelled their flight Cannon was wanting to play and eat food and there was a part of me that thought, “You better be really sick because we just cancelled their flight!”
After my initial disappointment, I resolved it was a tender mercy – perhaps my dad wouldn’t have done well on the flight – who knows, he could’ve picked up a bug on the plane. I figured Cannon was a fluke.
But that night, Bennett came downstairs and threw up. At this point I was grateful my parents weren’t here – they totally dodged a bullet!
Luckily with both cases it was a one and done with really no lasting symptoms – and it wasn’t so bad because they were quarantined in our room with an ipad for the day. We washed hands and disinfected everything.
I thought we were in the clear…until late Friday night/early Saturday morning when Briggs made an appearance in our room and Steve and I were up once again cleaning and disinfecting. At this point I was singing praises that my parents were no where near our house!
Saturday night as we were going to bed, Steve made the comment that he just needed a night of restful sleep without any kids getting sick. I couldn’t agree more. We were both so tired.
When Hunter entered our room at 1:30am, Steve jumped out of bed so quick he didn’t even listen to what Hunter was saying – he wasn’t sick – the fire alarm in their room was going off but there was no smoke. After some investigating it appeared the alarm was malfunctioning and it was quickly removed.
Annoying yes – but it didn’t involve carpet cleaner so it was way better than the previous nights. I’m hoping for a restful sleep tonight – no sick kids and no fire alarms!