I'm not really sure. I'm a little brain dead - having done at least 5 full loads of laundry yesterday and many cloth items were washed and dried TWICE.
The Evil Twin and I were awakened at some point on Monday after 3 AM by Sissy crying. I usually only sleep in my undies, so I was scrounging around the floor on my side of the bed for the rest of my clothing (yes, I DO put on a bra first thing every morning - gotta problem with that?), so that I could go in her room and maybe try to snuggle with her in bed for a while to calm her down.
The Evil Twin was able to get up faster than me to go check on her. When he did, he found her sitting up in bed - her new bed, with all the new bedding - covered in vomit!
I stripped the bed and got load number one started while the Evil Twin got her some new jammies and got her settled in our bed.
There were a couple more episodes of vomit... I just kept piling the towels by my side of the bed (I won't tell you what these towels are normally used for, but let's just say there's a big stack of them in the Evil Twin's nightstand). Thank goodness they were handy!
During the day, there was more vomit and more laundry and more frustration. I finally called the pediatrician's by early afternoon. I mean, I knew that there is nothing they can do to help a stomach bug - and only if it was very severe would they advise me to take her to the ER. The nurse just said to keep an eye on her and try to keep her hydrated - that I was doing all the right things.
We gave her a bath and let her sleep on the couch on Daddy's belly. She woke up briefly to ask, "Are you my pillow?" Too cute.
She held a few sips of Gatorade down for a good while, so hopefully, we're on the downside of this nasty stomach bug.
Now, we hope no one else in the family gets it.
How's that for a glamorous Monday?