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Stalked by the Stork...a diary of raising twelve kids

Having twelve children is an amazing blessing and one heck of a crazy ride. Join us through all the joys, smiles, tribulations and trials as we navigate this fabulous journey!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

...Just as I thought it couldn't get worse!

The tummy bug continues. We've had the pleasure and fun of Sydney's diaper leaking out tons of runny, gooey poop at breakfast, seeping through the cracks of her high chair (which is now outside in the backyard wating to be taken apart and hosed down). At nap time, I forgot to put a diaper on Alexandria (she is potty training...not going so well). She must have gotten the tummy bug and had an enormous erruption of poo all over her crib. To make it worse, her fitted crib sheet was already in the wash at the moment so I had spread a flat sheet over the mattress for just that nap unitl the fitted one was finished in the laundry. Not so smart. The poop is now embedded in the mattress. It is ruined. A trip to Weekends Only was imminent. Only, as we were packing kids into the van (after a second bath that day for Alex) Brice got the 'bug and announced his intent to throw up. Albert told him to "throw up in the hole" referring to a big hole in our front yard where a small tree used to be planted before it failed to thrive and died. Brice ran to the hole and puked and puked and puked. When he was done we told him to get in the van and handed him an empty Aldi's grocery store bag. Much arguing ensued in the backseats as to who had to sit next to Brice. As I type this, Alexandria has just now spilled orange juice all over herself, the kitchen table and the recently mopped kitchen floor. You have got to be kidding me. I am now telling her to sit still and wait a sec while I finish this! Yes, I know, horrible mom! Brice has continued to puke today, in both bathrooms, all over the carpet and on the couch while I was doing my homework. On the other hand, I just finished pouring laxative down Isaiah's throat. We've done days of Fletchers and Miralax and ....nothing. I'm half hoping he gets the tummy bug so he can poop! I hate to take him back to the hospital, but its been a couple weeks at least since he last went. I really don't want to do any more X-rays,which I know they'll want to do. I don't want to cause a tumor, looking for one we know doesn't exist. I would like to get to the bottom of this diaherra/constipation cycle though...stay tuned...off to clean up orange juice!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I was afraid this was going to happen...once it starts...oh I always hated it! Loved when the kids had bunk beds and I had to change sheets in the middle of the night...never knew which was worse, the bottom or the top.....praying so that everyone's better soon!

BoufMom9 said...

UGH! How did I not see this post! Poor you Ang!
(it's like the hell i had with Swine Flu! When it hits one, it hits them all. UGH!)

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