So this should be the post where I share our wonderful trip to San Francisco for a week of fun and relaxation, but that trip never happened. THANK YOU STUPID STOMACH FLU!

Yes the Wharton house was plagued with the stomach flu, which started with our poor little girl. On Christmas day in the evening, after acting a little under the weather Abby began to throw up. Unfortunately the first round was all over Grandma Zoe.

As a mom I felt horrible because there isnt much I can do for our sick little girl and she still cant tell me what hurts and how she feels. It rips your heart out, but then you also have to keep on going and do what you know to make her feel comfortable. Not more then a day and a half later, Shaun is down with the same thing. Now I am taking care of not one but two sickies. At this point we bumped our trip by a day as he seemed to get better as time went on and so did Abby. But that was futile as well. Just as Shaun’s fever broke, I began what I now can say was the most miserable 24 hours EVER! And I labored for 23 hours with Abby before having a C-Section. My getting sick sealed our fate and at this point we knew our little vacation would not happen.

Luckily, with my doctors help, I was feeling better withing 48 hours and on the road to recovery. It took all of us at least a week to get back to feeling 100%, but I am glad its behind us. What a way to start 2010!

Sick and snuggled up in Mommy and Daddy’s bed.

Finally feeling better and playing with her toys from Christmas!

Our little AbbyClaus feeling better and getting into the Christmas spirit!