My baby girl has the stomach flu.
And it's the hardest thing I've had to deal with post-NICU (or so it seems today). I always wondered how moms did it. You know, dealing with someone else's puke and gross sickness. Today I learned. You just do. The whole fact that it's puke (and it's not your own) totally flies out the window and this super-mom being takes over and just focuses on the fact that your baby needs you and you just are there, 100%.
She's feeling slightly better now. The pukey-ness has subsided and left her just feeling weak. I'm loving the cuddle time. And the time with my book while she sleeps so peacefully.
We are praying that the flu leaves our home as quickly as it invaded and takes no more prisoners in it's wake. I hope to be back to blogging tomorrow!