February 6th - Ryan started puking in the middle of the day. At midnight, I started vomiting and just an hour later, we had to get up in the middle of the night and change the sheets on Jake's bed. The norovirus had hit us. It was ugly - for about 8 hours. Then we were nauseous and fatigued. Mike took care of all 3 of us for a full day before succumbing to it himself. That first day Mike was sick was rough - I was still feeling poorly but Ryan recovered rapidly, and thus was running around in full toddler mode.
We took this picture on day 3 or 4, feeling much better but still spending lots of time being horizontal.
Day 4 or 5 we HAD to get out of the house. So we bundled up and made a short trek up the street to the little park to just be outside (yet away from anyone else so we wouldn't infect others -- this virus was known to be contagious for 3 days AFTER you start to feel better).
Happy to be feeling better!