Sad on Saturday, Sick on Sunday

We should have realized that our Saturday wasn't going to be a good day when we had an Open House in the afternoon and no one showed up. We have spent a couple of weeks getting the all the odds and ends fixed in the house and every nook and cranny cleaned so that it was primed for any interested buyers... so it was pretty disappointing that no one came to see it. However, we are bound and determined to stay optimistic! It only takes one special person, right?

The day went from sad to worse when Ella woke us up screaming at midnight. We rushed in to see what was wrong and she proceeded to throw up all over Brad and her crib and the carpet. The night went on in similar fashion until about 5:30. It was a rough night...I'll spare you the details but lets just say we had about 5 loads of laundry to do, no sheets or blankets left in either of our rooms, and I woke up soaked in her pee. Poor Ella ended up sleeping in just a diaper b/c of the constant mess and her diaper must have come off while she was cuddled up next to me. It was incredibly rough to see her so sick and feel so helpless to stop it...it was every bit as horrible as I had imagined. Thankfully Brad and I have not gotten sick so far and Lord willing we will have a healthy house for a while.

The irony of it all was that we were out for dinner Saturday night with the Lucas' and we were discussing how awful it would be to have our children throw up and that maybe our kids wouldn't get sick this season. In addition, later that night Brad and I said that although the open house was a bust at least the house was in perfectly clean condition...not such the case last night/this morning:) Just goes to show how little control one has in life:)

One sweet moment from today that made everything seem better:)