The Good: DH and I spent the better part of yesterday restructuring the sleeping arrangements upstairs.  T3 was originally in the nursery on a twin sized bed, while GG was still sleeping in a crib in our bedroom.  Our spare room was empty except for a queen sized bed and some odds and ends.  Well, we decided it was time to kick GG out of our room as he has started to sleep better lately.  We decided to move T3 into the spare room and set it up as a nice room for a preschooler.  We put his Elmo table and chairs in there, along with all of his stuffed animal buddies and decorated it in a Disney theme.  We talked it up to him as his new “big boy” room, and he couldn’t be more excited!  As for the nursery, we moved GG’s crib in there, fresh new sheets and all, and set up the rocking chair.  When nighttime came GG went down first without any complaints, and T3 later went to sleep in his big boy bed.  DH and I were exhausted, but we were glad to have our room back and to have the kids in their own bedrooms.

The Bad: DH and I decided to hang out after the boys went to bed, and after about an hour I started feeling “funny”.  Something was not right.  My throat was getting scratchy and I had this overwhelming feeling of “yuck”.  Well, I took my temperature, and sure enough it looked like I was getting sick… AGAIN!  It had only been 10 days since I last got sick.  Unbelievable!  Needless to say, I was livid!  It looks like it wasn’t a good idea to clean a pucky car in the freezing cold the other day, without a coat on (my bad).  So, I downed some medicine and decided to call it an early night.  Upon awakening in the morning, I felt like I was bowled over by a steam-roller.  My throat was so sore and every part of my body was aching. Dammit.

The Down-Right Ugly: About 20 minutes after I got up this morning, I hear GG calling me.  He was up for the day.  I open his door, so proud that he had spent the entire night quietly in his new room.  Well, when I opened the door I was hit with the smell of puke.  Oh My GOD!  I ran to the crib.  GG was standing there covered in puke and the entire crib was coated in the stuff.  My poor baby.  Why me God.  Why now.  Why today.  I grabbed GG and stripped him down, and he started dry-heaving.  This is not good.  I stripped the bed and ran downstairs to start the laundry.  GG seemed to now be doing ok.  I gave him some water and chamomile tea to help soothe his stomach.  So far so good.  About 2 hours later, GG was giving me the “I’m hungry” sign.  Hmmm… do I risk it?  Could this morning have been a fluke?  I decided to give him something pretty bland, just in case.  Bananas and rice.  GG started eating it like he hadn’t eaten in a week.  And then – BLAHHHHH – it all came back up.  *sigh*  Poor thing.  Here we go cleaning up again. (Remember, I am still sick as a dog) Another clothing change.  He took some more water and chamomile tea, and is now taking his much needed nap.  We’ll just have to see how the rest of the day goes now.