A story on parenting.
 
monday, my toddler puked like ten times in 12 hours, then was fine.
 
Last night we went to a little get together, kids had pizza and played. went home. my wife went to bet at ten and i stayed up for another hour, just cleaned up a bit. was doing dishes and heard a kid coughing and decided to go check. 

5 seconds too late and my boy puked all over his floor, then in the hall on the way to the bathroom. set him up to sleep in my bathroom on a spare toddler bed next to a bucket.
 
Went and cleaned it up as much as I could. 

Then my oldest girl came out saying her tummy felt heavy. 

set her up in a camping cot next to brother in the bathroom with her bucket. 

all this time my wife is crying, 36 weeks pregnant, she's at her wits end you could say.

I also just had an orthopedic surgery 2 weeks ago so I haven’t been super helpful lately, but getting better.
 
We lay down to go to sleep and get up ten minutes later after my oldest spews.
 
I slept the rest of the night but my wife got up with her 2x more between 1 and 5am.
 
She's back in bed now sleeping, kids are watching movies. Toddler threw a huge fit this morning but got her off to preschool.
 
Also, my wife’s birthday is this week and now we are trying to sell tickets to a show we had tonight since we don't want babysitters to watch sick kids and get sick.
 
Also one of my kids has moloscum and another has impetigo on their eyebrow/eyelid.

Things I’ve never heard of before.

So anyway, things are crazy.

Pray for us if you believe in that.