Embrace the Insanity: One Sick Baby :(

Daxton was released from the hospital around 7pm tonight. He had been there since 12:30 sunday afternoon. Friday Drake was sick...throwing up. Just happened to happen at the mall...while I'm shopping for Nick's birthday and trying to feed the baby. Then he threw up again. Out in the parking lot a couple more times...on the way home a couple times. We get home Xandria goes to bed...not a good sign. I went in her room after a bit and she opened her eyes and made a funny face. I asked her if she was okay and she said she was going to get sick, so off she ran to the bathroom. Great. They were off and on only a couple more times and by bedtime were pretty much fine. Saturday was Nick's birthday. We dropped the older kids off with my parents and took the baby with us shopping at Gurnee. He was fine until about 9:30 pm when we were at the last store he puked on me...all over! I told Nick that looked like all of his bottle he had. Nick said not quite and sure enough we were going out the door and there went the rest of it all over me. Nice. We got home and he was sleeping...Nick put on his pajamas and just put him in bed since he stayed asleep. He did get sick a couple times when he was sleeping, which freaked me out...I would hear it and jump out of bed...Nick of course doesn't hear a thing. He didn't wake up until 8 am to eat!! I kept waking up at night watching him and touching him so he would move. When he finally did wake up Nick fed him, but he only ate about 4oz and then he threw that up after awhile...same thing at his next feeding. Then he started to have diarrhea as well. I told Nick he needed to go to the doctor and by this time I was sick and couldn't leave the bathroom! Nick took him to the ER and I got a message from him at 2pm saying "they want to keep him overnight." Of course I just started crying, even though he tried to reassure me that it was because he was dehydrated and they needed to keep an eye on him. They got into an actual room just before 5 and I wasn't able to get there until a lil after 6 cuz I had been so sick. I didn't feel quite as bad...not getting sick continously, but still felt horrible. I was just going to stay a few hours and go home and rest, but around 9:30pm Nick got sick and sick and sick. So I told him to go home and I would stay. Slept in the chair/bed with the baby...he would not sleep in that crib and I was happy to have him next to me. He continued to get better this morning and they removed his IV around 11 and he ate formula then and was able to hold it done. A couple more formula feedings and he was ready to go home!! He has gotten sick once since he's been home...but I don't know if I fed him too soon or what. That's what I'm hoping it was. I'm just nervous about the next feeding now! It's good to be home...tomorrow the older ones will be back home...my parents have had them, thankfully. It's been one tough weekend for sure! And I will have to post about the NOT SO GOOD leave from the hospital!