Apparently this just isn't my week. After Wednesday's "tinkle" episode, I had another less-than-ideal situation yesterday.
Ella got sick earlier this week, and apparently shared her germs with both me and my husband without either of us even realizing it...until we were both at work yesterday afternoon and both started feeling miserable. Not knowing that he was feeling like crap as well, I called him to see if he could perhaps pick her up from daycare so that I could go straight home. I work five minutes away from her school, and we live a half-hour away, so it doesn't make a lot of sense, but that's how yucky I felt. Little did I know that he was feeling the same way, so I sucked it up, left work an hour early, and went over to get her. As I was walking through the courtyard, I got that undeniable feeling and I knew I was going to get sick.
I got to her room, walked right past her, told her teacher I needed to use the restroom, and promptly threw up in the little child-sized potty. Poor Ella--she was standing outside the door asking "Mama? Mama?". The teachers were very kind and understanding, but suggested that I perhaps take Ella's blanket home with us for the weekend "in case" she didn't come back to day (I can take a hint--she's home today with my husband).
We made it home, and although we didn't demonstrate the most engaging parenting strategies for the evening, we somehow made it through to her bedtime. Poor Ella--she kept trying to get both of us up off our respective couches, and I kept telling/signing to her that Mommy and Daddy were both hurt. She went to sleep at 6:45, and I followed suit at 6:46 (my husband never actually got off the couch until this morning).
I have a lot of appointments this morning, so it's back to work for me, while my husband stays home with Ella. He had planned to take today off to work around the house, but he and she will have a lazy play-day instead. I'm feeling okay so far, so I just hope that I can make it through the day.
Today's blessing is knowing that the weekend is in sight. My husband and I have been running in different directions lately, and we'll be traveling for the rest of the weekends in April, so we're really looking forward to the chance to celebrate Easter together as a family...assuming that we all feel well enough to celebrate.