Last week I was called out of town for a work trip to Baltimore. While I miss the family during work trips, I always enjoy the food, the travel, and the break in the mundane work week.
The trip went very smoothly and I had a good time. However, Thursday could have gone a bit smoother. It started off normally, but when we arrived at the airport for our flights home, we got word of the unsettling plane crash that had just happened. I'm not a very nervous flier. My palms tend to sweat on takeoff and landing, and I find myself looking around for reactions when we hit turbulence in the air, but overall, I'm pretty calm during flights. I found solace in the unlikely probability of two crashes in one day as well as the news that no one was severely injured or killed in this plane crash. So while my stomach twisted a bit at this news, I didn't run screaming from the airport.
I had an uneventful flight home, though I was a bit miffed when I arrived in St. Louis and found it colder than Baltimore. But I was happy to walk in the door to my house around 9pm. Rog and I talked for some time and then I checked on Teagan and lamented the fact that I wouldn't get to spend time with her until the next morning. Silly me.
Around 11:30, when I was halfway between consciousness and unconsciousness, I heard a strange sound over the monitor and then Teagan started crying harder than I've ever heard her cry. I jumped up and ran into her room to find that she'd gotten sick and was in total panic because she didn't understand what was going on. So while trying to console her, I ran a bath and stripped her down. She eventually calmed down but I was a little shaken because this experience was new to me. By the end of the night, though, I had become a pro! Long story short, Rog and I ended up having to give Teagan three baths and do four loads of laundry after 11pm. When it seemed that her stomach had finally settled, we laid down on her bedroom floor and tried to get some sleep. I fell asleep around 5 and was able to sleep until 7. Needless to say, I paid for it throughout the weekend. The next day Teagan woke up, and other than a bit of crabbiness due to lack of sleep, she acted like everything was normal. I don't know what that was, but I did not like it!
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I should have called you!!!!!!! Not kidding - i was woken up by Nolan at 11:30 Thursday night! And then up all night from him getting sick again and drive heaving. But our story didn't stop there. Chris had it on Saturday, I had it on Sunday, and then I was woken up AGAIN Monday night when Bennett sounding confused, said, "Uh, Mommy?" I opened the door to the most discusting smell that even though it was in the teens I proceeded to open the window and turn on the fan! My mom is coming over to Lysol the entire house today...Bless Her!!!!!
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