You know the feeling, the feeling you get when you've been poked and prodded and jabbed and jibbered at and you are just really really happy to be out of the doctor's office and sitting on the fold out bed in front of the tv again? That is Juliette right now.
And remember how happy I was that there was no more vomiting in the Raising Mommy household? It turns out that I was celebrating prematurely. Not only has there been more vomiting in the RM household, but it has spread to the Auntie's and the Grospapa's who came to our rescue earlier this week.
All I can say is: Sorry! I really am sorry! (And: see- I told you it was really really bad.) Oh, and, Sorry!
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