24 hours.....

We are finally coming out the other end after a long 24 hours of the stomach bug at the Beanes. This was Olivia's first time getting really sick and I think it was harder on me then her. after 5 loads of laundry, Popsicles, and thermometer checks, Steve looked at me at one point and told me to take a break and I'm thinking do I really look that bad?? The answer was Yes, I had vomit (dried) on multiple places on my shirt, my hair was a mess, and my mascara was running from Liv crying on my shoulder. Perhaps this was a test for the next 20 years of being parent, and if so I FAILEd miserably....every time she got sick I just wanted it to be me, I slept a totally of 3 hours in bed with her praying that she was getting better. Everytime she even snored I was hoovering over her making sure she was still breathing (nuerotic?). ....long story short....While she was running around this afternoon playing tea party with her dolls, I wondered (in a sleepy/delirious haze)how the hell I was ever going to do this 100 more times as a parent!!!