The fact that my younger two are finally getting the bug...Crazy for me to think that is neat...nope. I knew it was coming...I have been waiting not so patiently since Monday morning for it to come...So when my four year old threw up and I actually got most of it in a bucket..and only trashed one pillow(yes, I threw it away..this is the third or forth vomit happening for it so it was time) was a good day for me. so, my over preparedness has some what paid off in the sense I have not have to scrub anything more then tossing the trash bags and spraying it down with disinfectant.
My youngest is now half asleep moaning, so I know it is only a matter of time before he is throwing up...as long as I can see it coming I am ok..It when I get woken up at three a.m. to find a pile on the floor by my bed I start moaning.
I also dont deal with this sort of sick very well. I am personally terrified of throwing up ..So, when they get sick, it is hard for me to comfort them closely because my brain takes over and I automatically think I am gonna start vomiting too. I am a big vomit sissy:)