Wuthering Hyders

I YIELD!

I YIELD ALREADY! (*sobbing*) I can't take the vomiting anymore! Whatever I've done to incur this wrath, I'm sorry! I'm so VERY, VERY SORRY! It's just not fair! I can't possibly have done anything so horrible as to deserve this! PLEASE, make it stop! PLEASE!

No, I haven't been drinking (but that sounds like a good idea) and I'm not hungover. It's not even me that's been vomiting. At least, not yet. Just about the time I fell asleep for the third or fourth time last night, Perrin puked. He'd been up twice already crying and the second time I just let him climb in bed with us. I knew he'd been bordering on feverish all evening, but was hoping for the best. I heard him gag and just as I rolled toward him he puked IN MY EYE. He also managed to get it all over himself, his jammies, both of my pillows, the sheets, and my hair before I held him over the side of the bed to puke on the floor. Why the carpet, you ask? Because the bedspread is "dry clean only". This somehow managed to wake Heath up and I passed Perrin off to him (not before Perrin touched the bedspread with his pukey hand, though) and he lifted him from behind and headed toward the bathroom as he puked a SECOND time leaving a trail of puke that happened a lucky drip on one of the "dry clean only" throw pillows.

I stripped the bed down and threw everything in the wash while Heath hosed down the baby. (This may be a good time to mention that I felt awful for the poor kid.) I had to find the spare sheets for the bed (not the "real" spare set, but the "it's-okay-if-you-puke-on-these" set) and another bedspread in case the fun wasn't over. Sage green sheets and a multi-colored striped bedspread REALLY don't look good on our bed.

Everybody eventually settled back down and Heath and Perrin fell asleep. As I was on the verge of joining them, the kittens showed up. They are nothing if not persistent. They kept climbing on Perrin's head and trying to eat my hair no matter how many times I placed them gently on the floor. I finally had to get up and shut them out. About the time I was nearly asleep again, I heard Abby start crying. (Seriously?) I got up to coax her back to sleep. Again, I tried to go to sleep. Enter the thunder and lightning. All of the upstairs windows were open. I got up AGAIN (I've lost count by now) and closed all the windows enough so the rain wouldn't get in, but we could still have some air flow to keep it cool enough to sleep upstairs. This, of course, woke Abby up again and I had to talk her back to sleep.

I don't know what time I actually fell asleep, but it didn't really matter since I woke up every time Perrin made a sound. I think I was actually getting some "real" sleep this morning when Heath's phone rang. I can't win. You can't make this stuff up. It's about time for bed now (haha) so everyone cross your fingers that things go better tonight.