Over the past several days, at least someone in the Near household has been sick. It started with Brendan, poor little guy. I thought it was the cheese I fed him, but alas, the throwing up and diarrhea stemmed from a stomach flu virus that mysteriously came out of nowhere. I was giving myself a hard time about the cheese thing, thinking that I caused this sweet little boy to be tossing his marbles numerous times throughout the night and over the next several days. And then the diarrhea... anyone with kids knows how insanely gross and sad this is. My poor boy. So I was feeling really guilty.
But then it struck Chris. We thought it was the McDonald's he ate but after several trips to vomit in the bathroom, we realized it was a virus. I was the next victim. It was bad bad BAD. The only good thing was that Chris and I were stricken with it at different times, so one of us was always healthy to be with Brendan. He's still having some poop issues but we saw the doctor today and it should clear up in 1 to 4 weeks. Yes, weeks. It's possible that we'll be dealing with poopy clothes for the next 4 weeks. Needless to say, we've gone through the ginormous box of diapers that my parents bought for us when they were here last. I didn't think it was going to be possible but we did it in record time! Hopefully Brendan will start having more solid bowel movements very soon. We're running out of diapers!