A mile stone...

So I guess we have reached a mile stone in our journey as parents. We have just endured our first 24 hour stomach bug with Presley. I went out with one of my friends to Christmas shop for our kids and Bryan called so that while he was cleaning up presley's puke and passed out that I would know that he had passed out and I needed to come home...:). He didn't pass out thank goodness but after the way the house smelled after he had cleaned it (it still smelled horrid) I know I would have, or at least I would have added to the mess. So I go home and Bryan was holding her wrapped in a sheet and she looked at me all pale and listless..."mommy I spit up". It was so sad. I told her it was okay and we just kept trying to get her to sip on some pedialyte. So she quit throwing up about midnight and we all finally laid down to rest. Then 2am rolled around and out of bed I popped barely making it to the toilet for my 5 hour battle with the stomach bug. Bryan got up and got himself and Knox ready for church and they headed out, Presley was still not back to normal just running a low grade fever so we were left to hang out together. So when he left I thought I would attempt to get up, but ya super nauseous I head back to our bathroom and Presley came in saying she had to poop. I told her to go to her bathroom that mommy needed this potty so she ran off. Thinking that since she had left everything had gone smoothly I turned to get back in bed, but I was sorely mistaken. Presley was standing in my bathroom door way with poop all over her legs and running to her ankles. I grabbed her and sat her on our toilet and began to scold her for not making to the toilet and how she was a big girl and I can't believe she pooped in her pants. All the while I am turning to puke in the bath tub and she just keeps saying "ohhhh mommy spit up, she needs to go to the Doctor". So I try to wipe her down enough that when she walks on the carpet it won't drip, and I take her to her bathroom to put her in the bath, and on the way we pass her underwear and pants which are clean and I am suddenly perplexed as to where all the poop came from. We walked in the hall and into the bathroom when there sat the answer to my question. Poop...Poop everywhere !!! On her little training potty on the bathmat, on the side of the tub, on the toilet, on the tile, on her Dora potty seat....Poor thing tried to get up on the toilet. I felt bad for scolding her and for almost puking on her as I cleaned up the mess. It was SO GROSS!! I called Bry and he came home. Then last night at about 10pm Bry started his round which kicked his butt until 4am and he is still not feeling well. We are just hoping that Knox doesn't get it. So ya- that was kind of a long story for a crazy weekend. But since this was the first time Presley has ever thrown up, I feel we have started the days of puke cleaning. Bryan and I both have weak stomachs so I am sure we will continue to contribute to the mess.