Over here throwing a pity party for one! I don't really know what I want from this thread but I just need to vent/moan.
We have had a dire fucking 18 months. It's been shit. We were really looking forward to Christmas and have done lots in the build up for it.
Then Thursday night DD is sick until 3am. She seems fine on Friday until she vomits again at 6pm but still fine in herself. No diarrhoea so we assume it's something she's eaten. We are also both fine.
Pack up everything today as we are going up to my family for Christmas but stopping at DP's family on the way. We also had a hotel booked for the halfway point tonight.
Visit DP's dad, have a lovely time. Go to his Nan's and as soon as we arrive he starts puking and then the diarrhoea starts. We are an hour from home and he can't make it back so now he's asleep in his dad's spare room and I am downstairs with DD.
I want to fucking cry. It's so unlikely we will get to my family and to DS (who is with his dad and getting dropped off at my parent's house tomorrow). I am gutted and now I am just waiting for the sickness to hit me. I'm so tired but can't sleep.
Just bleugh.