Halle has a stomach bug. And I'm scared. Nothing scares me like a virus that includes vomiting. Really. Nothing. Especially when I am due to leave for my Girls' Weekend in 48 hours. Dear Baby Jesus, please, please, please spare me. And the boys. Pretty, pretty, pretty please! Amen.
Of course, I went back to work today. So why wouldn't my child get sick after I've just retruned to work after a six-week leave? Isn't that the way it always works? Thankfully, Halle got sick only once this afternoon and thus far, (thank you, Zofran), that's been it. She rebounded quickly and is acting like there is nothing wrong what-so-ever. "Why are you following me with that bowl, Mama?"
So cross your fingers and say your prayers . . . please let Halle be better and please let none of us get it! The Ritz Carlton @ Half Moon Bay is waiting for me and my girls!
Seriously?! Poor thing. Stay well Amy!
Posted by: shannon | January 26, 2012 at 06:51 AM