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I woke up on Sunday night with a really sore tummy. I was nauseous for most of Monday and then it finally hit me Tuesday morning. Hyrum was up nice and early so I tried to rest my eyes on the couch for a few minutes before the whole house woke. Camilla joined us very soon and then Mr. Stannix could be heard showering. I felt so awful, and stayed on the couch as much as I could. Mr. Stannix took care of breakfast for everyone (banana muffins) and then visited with me before going off to work. Just before he left he said, "I have no qualm if you want to stay on the couch all day". So I did. Except for when I had to get up to get Hyrum off the kitchen chairs, table, computer chair, piano bench, and TV stand. He's such a little monkey lately. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom with a crying little boy outside the door. It was a sad morning. Disney movies played and replayed and no one got dressed. I whipped up some grill cheese for lunch and we all sat at the table to eat. Camilla sat down, picked up her sandwich and in her best Thumper impersonation she said, "but it sure is awful stuff to eat". Her blue eyes twinkled and she had the cutest little grin on her face. It made me smile. We chatted and giggled while we ate and then went and got dressed.
In the afternoon a dear friend and her sister came by and volunteered to take the kids to the park for a few hours. They brought me the yummiest juice ever. It was so refreshing and energizing. I was able to nap for a bit while the kids enjoyed some fresh air and freedom from the living room. It was so thoughtful and I am so grateful that they came by!
Mr. Stannix came home to a war zone. The children's books were strewn around the living room, blocks were scattered around the carpet and blankets were made into makeshift tents. He smiled and greeted me with a kiss. He took Hyrum upstairs with him while he changed and Camilla and I hung out downstairs. Before he left for Young Men's he told me he was just going to drop off the treats he was bringing and that he would be home soon. When he got home he spent the rest of the night cleaning the kitchen for me and watching the children. It's not easy to give up ice blocking for a kitchen full of dishes. He didn't complain about it once either. That's love. I was so grateful for his sacrifice and service. He's super man in my books. I got all achy just after supper and could hardy move from the couch. After a popsicle and a warm bath I went up to bed for the night.
We got an awesome middle of the night thunderstorm once again. I came back upstairs from a potty break in the middle of the night just in time to watch Camilla crawl up onto our bed and snuggle into the middle. I curled up beside her, brushed her hair out of her face and gave her a quick back rub. She was back to sleep in no time. She's not a fan of thunder storms at night. Every time we have to share a bed with a third little body I realize how small a double really is. I do enjoy those snuggles with my girl though. They are far and few between. The cool breeze coming in the window was just what our warm old house needed to cool off. As Camilla slept the fan blew her blonde hair around a little. She enjoyed the coolness of our room for the rest of the night.
This morning I am still recuperating. I'm feeling a little better but my stomach has that post-sick achy feeling. I think we'll be taking it easy for one more day. We fly out on vacation on Friday and there's so much still unchecked on my to-do list. Laundry, dishes, packing, mowing the lawn, and making my house sparkly clean. Yesterday we told Camilla there were three sleeps left until we fly on the air plane. She held up her three fingers and said, "Hey! That's how many I am!". Such a smartie that one. Two more sleeps!!
1. A sudden feeling of sickness, faintness, or nausea.
2. A sudden disturbing feeling: qualms of homesickness.
3. An uneasy feeling about the propriety or rightness of a course of action.
I woke up on Sunday night with a really sore tummy. I was nauseous for most of Monday and then it finally hit me Tuesday morning. Hyrum was up nice and early so I tried to rest my eyes on the couch for a few minutes before the whole house woke. Camilla joined us very soon and then Mr. Stannix could be heard showering. I felt so awful, and stayed on the couch as much as I could. Mr. Stannix took care of breakfast for everyone (banana muffins) and then visited with me before going off to work. Just before he left he said, "I have no qualm if you want to stay on the couch all day". So I did. Except for when I had to get up to get Hyrum off the kitchen chairs, table, computer chair, piano bench, and TV stand. He's such a little monkey lately. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom with a crying little boy outside the door. It was a sad morning. Disney movies played and replayed and no one got dressed. I whipped up some grill cheese for lunch and we all sat at the table to eat. Camilla sat down, picked up her sandwich and in her best Thumper impersonation she said, "but it sure is awful stuff to eat". Her blue eyes twinkled and she had the cutest little grin on her face. It made me smile. We chatted and giggled while we ate and then went and got dressed.
In the afternoon a dear friend and her sister came by and volunteered to take the kids to the park for a few hours. They brought me the yummiest juice ever. It was so refreshing and energizing. I was able to nap for a bit while the kids enjoyed some fresh air and freedom from the living room. It was so thoughtful and I am so grateful that they came by!
Mr. Stannix came home to a war zone. The children's books were strewn around the living room, blocks were scattered around the carpet and blankets were made into makeshift tents. He smiled and greeted me with a kiss. He took Hyrum upstairs with him while he changed and Camilla and I hung out downstairs. Before he left for Young Men's he told me he was just going to drop off the treats he was bringing and that he would be home soon. When he got home he spent the rest of the night cleaning the kitchen for me and watching the children. It's not easy to give up ice blocking for a kitchen full of dishes. He didn't complain about it once either. That's love. I was so grateful for his sacrifice and service. He's super man in my books. I got all achy just after supper and could hardy move from the couch. After a popsicle and a warm bath I went up to bed for the night.
We got an awesome middle of the night thunderstorm once again. I came back upstairs from a potty break in the middle of the night just in time to watch Camilla crawl up onto our bed and snuggle into the middle. I curled up beside her, brushed her hair out of her face and gave her a quick back rub. She was back to sleep in no time. She's not a fan of thunder storms at night. Every time we have to share a bed with a third little body I realize how small a double really is. I do enjoy those snuggles with my girl though. They are far and few between. The cool breeze coming in the window was just what our warm old house needed to cool off. As Camilla slept the fan blew her blonde hair around a little. She enjoyed the coolness of our room for the rest of the night.
This morning I am still recuperating. I'm feeling a little better but my stomach has that post-sick achy feeling. I think we'll be taking it easy for one more day. We fly out on vacation on Friday and there's so much still unchecked on my to-do list. Laundry, dishes, packing, mowing the lawn, and making my house sparkly clean. Yesterday we told Camilla there were three sleeps left until we fly on the air plane. She held up her three fingers and said, "Hey! That's how many I am!". Such a smartie that one. Two more sleeps!!
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