Alessia and Adam are both sick. They have the kind of stomach bug that sends everything they eat shooting back out both ends. Even when not pregnant, I have a very sensitive sense of smell, so the stink is really the worst part of it for me. Babies amaze me when sick. Throwing up sends Alessia into hysterics and diaper changes right now are a struggle, but in between those things she is her normal go-go baby self.
At the moment, they are both in bed, and I'm waiting for a load of laundry to finish in the washer. I'd rather be in bed myself, but with the smell, it was not the kind of laundry I wanted sitting around all night. Fingers crossed that I don't get sick as well.