Last night was going really well… until about 1 am. Will went to bed around 7:30 or so, Mac around 9. Mac woke up about 12:45 am and as I’m just finishing feeding her, Will started screaming and I hear Brandon go in and say “Uh oh!” Not good. Will had thrown up all in his bed and all over his beloved taggie. There was no going back to sleep without the tags! So while Daddy cleaned up his room and washed taggie, Will and I sat and watched some quality Backyardigans. Thank god we had the forsight to Tivo those episodes! He went to bed fairly easily once taggie was recovered and all was clean. All the while, I laid Mac down wide awake to help Brandon and she fell asleep on her own. Good girl! Until 5 am. 
She woke up, ate, burped, was all good, but would just not go back to sleep! I tried for about an hour and a half and then delegated to Brandon. He didn’t have any luck either. Ah well, it was nice while it lasted.
Will threw up again this morning around 9:30. ICK. Other than the puking, he seems absolutely fine. He’s napping now so hopefully he’ll sleep it off before he gives whatever it is to his sister.
Mac had her hip ultrasound today and was an angel. She actually fell asleep while they were doing it and I know how cold and gooey that ultrasound goo can be so I give her mad props – or it was due to the fact she’d been awake since 5 am! The doctor won’t get the results until Tuesday or Wednesday of next week, but the ultrasound tech was really nice and said not to worry all weekend and that nothing was actually dislocated. I guess that’s a good thing. We’ll see what Dr. Patrick says next week.
Boy, my blogs are lame lately. Is everyone sick & tired of hearing how we’re sick & tired over here?
