A sick day...

Today, was not the kind of day one dreams about when heading off to explore France. No, today was the kind of day that people just have and these kind of days, no one sings about, writes books about or makes movies about...they just happen..the unsung days of life.

Abigail woke up in the middle of the night complaining of a tummy ache, she had taken all her pjs off and was outside the covers on a cool night. I just told her to go back to sleep and maybe it'd get better....well it didn't. Around 6:30ish she got up went to the bathroom and started throwing up, what a horrible sound to wake up to. I ran to her poor baby as she continued in her ordeal with me helpless to help her till she was finished. We got her taken care of, mouth washed out, water to drink and tucked back in bed to try and get rest.

I had told her to NOT get out of the bed till I woke up and I was happy to see she'd listened so I know her body got some rest, even if she didn't sleep the entire time. After I woke up at the lovely hour of 10, she moved from the bed to the couch put a long shirt on and basically never moved. She laid there the entire day...those of you who are fortunate enough to know Abigail, know this is NOT her. I went downstairs to the bakery and bought a fresh baked bread in hopes to call her hurting belly...She didn't eat a bite. All day long she had only about 3 bites of bread, a bite of my pear and three bites of mac n cheese. She did drink a few glasses of water though.

So when it was time for the afternoon siesta, I made her lay down with me, despite her fussing and promises that she did not need a nap. I told her she was not to leave the bed until I woke up. This time...I woke up and she kept sleeping. Her poor little body needed the rest as she'd had such a rough night the night before. She woke up maybe 45 minutes to an hour after I did!

So now she's in bed again, for the night and I am praying she will be well for tomorrow. I hate seeing my baby sick and I have no idea what's wrong and why all of a sudden she's ill. So if you can say a prayer for my baby girl and I'll let you know how she's doing