Wasted Weekend

"What are your plans this weekend?" my coworker asked me on Saturday morning. "Nothing," I told him, "This is the only weekend in May not jam-packed with stuff. We're just going to lay low."

As I left work, I was surprised that I wasn't hungry - I'm usually starved by noon. In fact, my stomach felt a little achey.

Anthony said they had waited for me to eat lunch, but I still didn't feel like eating. I made the kids some noodles and ate half a container of yogurt. Anthony went outside, and I lay down on the couch. After a while I sent the kids outside with their dad and went to bed. I felt so bad about that; I knew Anthony had been watching the kids for 2 1/2 days and probably wanted to get some stuff done, but I was worthless. I slept for 16 hours.

Anna came in our room around 6 am telling us she'd thrown up in the bucket - not sure why it was in her room, but I sure am glad! Colin work up at 6:40 am, ready for his day. I was feeling better by now, but Anthony was not, so I got up with him and helped Anna with her intermittent vomiting. Colin felt great but loved getting to spend the day in his PJs watching TV and playing on the computer. Around 1 pm I took another nap with Anna - how I could sleep more I don't know. I got up and played with Colin while Anthony took a nap.

My loyal dog lay right next to me the whole time I was sleeping, and lay right outside Anna's door while we napped. She must be so wound up, since we didn't take her for a walk or anything, didn't even leave the house today.

We are mostly back to normal this evening, with some small bouts of queasiness. We ate a light dinner and put the kids back to bed. Not exactly the kind of rest and relaxation I had planned. Can I get a do over?