seriously, another fallen Brandt to the pukes...

Well I am just counting the minutes until I take my turn... Jeremy has stepped up to the plate and is currently taking his turn at bat with the pukes.  After supper he muttered the words "my guts just don't feel right."  It wasn't much after those sweet words he was praying to the bowl gods.  The picture above is the "camp site" that Bella and I made in the livingroom.  Jer has staked claim to the bedroom and for the love of my sanity I am not getting near him.  He is on his own.  Shortly after taking that picture Bella and I snuggled in to watch my favorite show- "Yo Gabba-Gabba", any of you parents out there that can feel my pain, please explain to me the meaning of this awful show...  She gave me that frighful look again a little cough, skipped the gag, and then gave me the pukes... oh yes, you read that right, she isn't over it I guess.  Not to break my dad's heart but there will be nobody in this house eating fish anytime soon.  Funny how biology works this bug is one sneeky little sucker, it creeps right up on ya and then makes it's ugly appearance at the force of a Mack truck!  Goodness fobid that mama gets sick but he's to hoping I don't I have bleached every light switch door knob and faucet in this house.  I am sitting next to my hand sanitizer and freezing cause I cranked up the air exchanger! he he he... I really can be a germ-a-phobe when I think about it. 
I just noticed today that my address says mama2abut.  that makes me laugh like a little kid, I really intended for it to say mama2a-b-u-T (beauty) but a but works too. 
No real deep thoughts from me today.  I am not liking the dreadful weather we are experiencing.  I love snow but this rain, in December, is nuts.  I can't imagine what it will be in the morning.  I will have to strap on the ice skates to the black bullet to get to work!  Might as well wrap it in bubble wrap too, thus possibly preventing any damage from a St Cloud driver...  I am looking forward to the weekend too.  I am going to be making a ham dinner on Saturday for my family.  A little treat from me to ring in the New Year on a good foot.  (a high sodium foot, but a good foot)  I said my prayers tonight hoping for safety on the roads in the morning and for this bug that has grabbed hold of my family to let go.
Kiddo is finally sleeping again and Jer is out cold, the laundry jut buzzed and it won't fold itself.  Night all!

Getting this started...

Well I am making a bold leap today.  I have been draging my feet on adding one more thing to my plate...  I have been told by so many people lately that I need to get a blog started or I need to write a book.  Well let me tell you book writing sounds like a lot of work and I am not all for more work.  I seem to do well with what I have now so why add to it, right?!
I want to set a few ground rules first...  I welome anyone into my tid bits of life.  I encourage feedback or comments. (If that is even something that you can do)  I am not a super smart blogger, as a matter of fact I will be Googling "how to blog" as soon as I am done with this. :)  I am who I am and if I can accept that I am hoping you can too.  Oh and the big one that all should know is...  I can't spell.  I am well aware of the spell check feature that is available but I often think too fast and forget to click it prior to saving an entry.  Any of you who followed my CaringBridge site will know this :)  It actually makes me giggle when I go back and read things i type and see how many errors that I have.  It is just me...  I like to refer to my self in third person, a lot so I am told.  I guess it is my way of keeping myself in check.  I also love sarcasm.  I am not sure everyone always catches it and I think at times it is hard ot capture in writing but I am goign to give it a 100% effort!
My goals of blogging....  Huh this is a tough one...  Really it is just an outlet for me to release what I am thinking and feeling.  I have really enjoyed writing on my CaringBridge site and I think this will be a nice transition to keeping everyone up to date on what it going on with me.  I hope to create laughs as that is what I truely enjoy doing.  I like to make jokes about stressful things in my life as it helps me get through it.
I am not sure where to start so I will just start...
Let's start with my last 24 hours...  I woke up yesterday not knowing if I was going to barf or poo.  Yesterday you see was the first day back on the floor since I got sick.  I haven't been on the floor since Septmeber 2009! (by "floor" I mean bedside nursing)  I was so nervous to tackle the unknown yet once again.  I showered, dusted off the good ole scrubs, and hugged hubs goodbye, got in the black bullet (my blaizer) and headed off to St Could Hospital to face my fears.  I ended up pairing myself up with a good co-worker, Jason, that I knew I could laugh my nerves off with, that I could trust to understand that this was huge.  ~Thanks Jason for letting me hang with you for a few hours~ It went well, I am excited to get back to the buzz of nursing and seeing my co-workers again. I love the other component of my position but I dont'; get to socialize like I used to.  Socialization is a major part of me, weird I know but it is.
I left work early to come home and spend some time with my monkey (aka Bella) and attempt to make a good supper.  Bella had spent the morning with Grandma so I could work, they had gone to a play and brought me lunch.  During monkey's nap she was restless.  I put her down to nap in my bed but she had made her way to the hall and eventually the couch by the end of her nap.  She work up and said she had to use the bathroom...  That should have been my first clue...  She stood infront of the potty with a look of horror and yep you guessed it... blessed the potty with lunch and possibly breakfast.  That then continued in a cycle of cough, gag, vomit, breath breath, cough, gag, vomit... for the rest of the evening.  She occasionally changed it up with a sip or two between vomits but all night I found my self reaching for the "barf bucket" to avoid changing the sheets.  I have a keen ear to the swallow swallow "mama" plea from Bella.  I think I was able to sleep in 10 minute intervals at least 8-10 times through out the night.  This morning she woke up wanting to help me with laundry... huh again maybe I should have had a clue...  Neatless to say laundry can wait and she needs me.  She is now fast a sleep on my landing and I am passing time on here.  I look forward to the challenges the day will bring.  The joys of motherhood never quit giving, the gift of lasting life is ever so present!  In-between naps I will tend to her needs and while she is napping I will tend to the soaps that I have missed for weeks and maybe throw in a few hours on Facebook.  Gotta love life right!!
If there is anyting that you all want me to talk about throw it at me and I will do my best!  Otherwise you will be forced to hear/read what is on my mind...  :)
Love and Blessings,
KB