Is This a Joke?

See this girl? She came in bright & early this morning informing me that her tummy hurts. I half believe her & half think she is trying her hand at a new attempt to wake up early. (Oh the stories I could tell of this girl & the events that happen before 6:00 AM.) She leaves my bedside to use the restroom, & after a few minutes I decide to go check on her. She is curled up on the bathroom floor moaning & asks if she can take a hot bath. After 10 or 15 minutes I decide that since Jeff is awake in the other room he can continue Hannah's care while I head back to bed. Of course sleep isn't much of an option at this point, I lay there having flashbacks from our lovely summer of 2007.

Sure you may be thinking I'm paranoid (that is usually what Jeff thinks), but I have spent the last 2 years trying to tell myself that just because Hannah throws up doesn't mean it will last for 6 weeks. It took me a long time to not go to her side when I heard a dry cough (that is the sound before the vomit begins.) I can tell you that my paranoia is under control... but this morning I feel it creeping back into my mind. I'm sure only because it's summer, & we purchased season passes to the water park, (what was I thinking?) Perhaps those things combined with me being near the end of my pregnancy just seems all to familiar. I decide to get over it & get some sleep, just as I have drifted off I heard it... The Cough!! I'm too far away to do any good. I just listen to Jeff as he fumbles around & hope that since she has just go out of the bath that he thinks to hold her towel out or grab her & rush her to the kitchen sink. I chuckle to myself as I pull myself out of bed knowing that neither of these things happened. I come out to find Hannah standing in a small puddle. She is returned to the bath & while I feel as though my options are to laugh or cry... I opt out for now. Jeff & I both take to a little web surfing combined with small chit chat about cryptosporidium (I even comment that I remember how to spell it) & this year's reported cases.(My paranoia has rubbed off!) I'm not saying I think it's crypto (though there was a report of some cases here in OKC a couple weeks ago on the evening news) but it sure gets me freaked.

I honestly feel like I have done my civil/motherly duties & have cleaned up WAY MORE than my fair share of vomit & diarrhea. Perhaps there will be a special award ceremony in Heaven, and I'll win?? I can't help but wonder if this is a sick joke of someone with a slightly twisted sense of humor... I'm pretty sure laughing won't be the option I choose.