Sick boy(s)

Both the boys have been sick over the last few days and it's been incredibly frustrating. Jonas has always been easy to deal with when he is sick. He doesn't really want to do anything but snuggle and relax. Brayden was that way last year as a baby. He basically slept and wanted to be held. Not anymore. He started getting sick on Monday with a runny nose and by Wednesday, he turned into Linda Blair. Tuesday night, he had me up basically all night. My job is to take care of the kids so I generally don't bother my wife when the kids wake up. She also can sleep through anything. I am pretty sure that if someone ever broke into the house, I could shoot off a gun and have the police show up and the whole shebang and she would sleep through the whole thing.

So Tuesday night into Wednesday was rough. Brayden finally fell asleep around 4am. I had to wake up at 730am to take Jonas to school. Rebecca and Brayden woke up around 945am. I went and got Jonas from school around 1130am and then we went to the library to get some movies and books. Jonas started to get a runny nose then. We cancelled our plans to go to the Philadelphia Zoo with our friends. Right after I got home, Brayden puked all over Rebecca. We got it cleaned up and I went upstairs to watch a movie with Jonas and take a small nap. About an hour later, Brayden puked all over Rebecca again. She came upstairs with him and I helped her get him undressed and into the bath. After that, I was able to take about an hour nap but Brayden kept crying downstairs and that continued off and on until he finally fells asleep around 9pm.

He puked one more time around 8pm though. He walked over to me and he was crying so I picked him up. His shirt was all wet. I asked Rebecca, "His shirt is all wet, do you think it was his juice or he puked again?" As soon as I said that, he unleashed a massive amount of putrid vomit all over me and the couch and then I put him down and he barfed again all over the carpet. It was the worse smelling puke I've ever smelt. I have a solid stomach and I never get queezy. As soon as the smell hit me, I gagged. Rebecca saw I was about the yack and she told me to get out of the room. I started walking out of the room and I gagged again and let out a giant vurp. I was able to get my stomach under control. I took off my clothes and got Brayden changed and Rebecca broke put the carpet cleaner. We got him ready to bed and finally got him to go to sleep. We put Jonas to sleep and watched American Horror Story and then went to bed. Another rough night was ahead.

Brayden spent the night sleeping and then crying and sleeping and crying. We had the humidifier going. He had chest rub on and we had the vapor plug in going too. He again finally fell asleep around 4am and then had me up for good around 7am. He was a lot better when he woke up but still kind of snotty. When Jonas woke up, he was sick now. We had to break out his breathing treatment machine. I had gone to Target the day before to get his Albuterol refilled. When Jonas gets sick, he has a hard time breathing so we need to do breathing treatments for him. Rebecca left for work around 1130am and around noon, I had to go to the bathroom. While I was in the bathroom, Jonas comes running upstairs and he is covered in puke and said "Dad! I threw up." He puked on the couch too. I got him cleaned up and put him in the tub and gave him a bath. I got him dressed and put him in our bed and put a movie on. I had him lay there most of the day/night.

Yesterday was kindof easy. Brayden was much better and Jonas was a slug. I passed out around 830pm while trying to watch Thursday Night Football. As soon as I finally fell asleep, he walked over to me and smacked me in the face. Oh man. I almost lost it. At that point, I got him ready for bed and laid him down. I then got Jonas into bed. Rebecca came home around 11pm. We watched some TV and she went to sleep. I needed some alone time so I stayed up and played some video games. Starting around 12am, Brayden decided that he wanted to sleep for a half hour and wake up crying until 4am. So ever half hour, I had to go into his room and get him back to sleep. The last time at 4am, Rebecca woke up and asked if everything was okay and I snapped on her. I yelled "EVERYTHING IS FINE! I JUST WANT TO SLEEP!" She didn't say anything. I got to sleep until 8am when Jonas got into bed with me.

Brayden woke up at 9 and we came downstairs. I got him some juice and a fruit pouch. He sat on my lap and I fed him. A few minutes into eating, he puked all over himself and my legs. Man, I am so over this.