This pretty much sums up the first few days of our week…
Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the house,
No one was safe, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung, the tree was up,
But then it went bad when Dad threw up.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Christmas danced in their heads.
Dad was resting in bed without a peep,
And I was snuggled on the couch fast asleep.
When upstairs their arose a “MAMA” yell,
I stumbled, tripped, and nearly fell.
Away to the girls’ bedroom I flew,
To see what was wrong even though I knew.
The light from their tree shown on Edyn’s bed,
As I looked at the sight every mother dreads.
When what to my wandering eyes appeared,
But that my baby was sick as I had feared.
The flu had hit hard out of nowhere,
Puke and dirty laundry were everywhere.
More rapid than eagles, my mommy brain came,
As I cleaned up her bed and made a plan for this game:
Now Dad! Now Edyn!
Now Ellasyn and Ensley!
On Mom! On Baby!
We can do this easily!
Sick ones in there!
Well ones in here!
Now go! Now go!
And don’t stay near!
As laundry that before was neat and clean,
Turns dirty when met by a flu so mean.
The piles they mounted up to the sky,
Another load in as soon as one was dry.
And then in a twinkling the night turned to dawn,
I awoke in Ellasyn’s bed in a fog with a yawn.
The alarm was buzzing a terrible sound,
So I knew it was time to get up and around.
I got Ellasyn dressed from her foot to her head,
And made sure she was well, or so she said.
Her polka dot backpack she flung on her back,
As the three of us well ones left the pack.
We made it to school, oh how merry!
She went off to school with her cheeks rosy as cherries!
My droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
As I left the school with Ensley in tow.
When we got to the car I looked at her face,
Just as the puke came all over the place.
Another family member fallen victim to the flu,
I drove home not knowing what to do.
I stocked up on soup, crackers, and Sprite,
I checked on the victims to be sure they were all right.
Later in the day I got a wink from Jason and a twist of his head,
That gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
I thanked God Jason had stayed home form work,
As I traded out loads and loads of laundry with a jerk.
And by evening things were looking a bit brighter,
The flu could not wipe out our family of fighters.
We officially survived the horrible flu,
After recovering for a day or two.
My final words that I must say,
“Merry Christmas to all and keep the flu away!”