Well. It's been a rough ride. My stepson was nauseous on Monday after and left school early. I really panicked but I came home. He was fine. Then Wednesday at 5am my year old son vomited. He kept on throughout the day and I coped well. My stepsons had gone to their mum's at this point and my husband and I worked together to get him better. By the evening he was fine again but he was sick in the early evening. I felt so anxious that I had done something wrong. Thursday is my CBT day and I had to left him with his dad pretty much all day long. I realised my husband wasn't really giving him any fluids and I asked him to give him ice chips. While I was in my therapy the doctor suggested I stay next time anyone is ill. Also we went through my survey results. They were truly enlightening. All the results showed my fear made everything longer and scarier then it really was. I felt enlightened as I came out of the session. On my way home my husband said the boys mother texted that they both were vomiting. Both boys! We agreed to discuss what I felt comfortable with. Whether I could stay or go with my little one. When I walked in the door my son cried out for me. He felt really light and frail. My husband was staying to feel ill too. We talked about it and I packed up some stuff and left. I wasn't panicking I just wanted to look after my little bit because he was so weak. I needed to focus 100% on him and not my phobia. My husband called and we spoke through the night. He was very ill. He was sick maybe 3 times. He supported my being away. I've pleaded with him to keep the boys at their mum's house for at least a couple days. Maybe one day I can take care of three sick boys at once and not be anixious about vomit. Right now I'm not totally freaking but I am worried. I can not tell what's normal in this situation. I do know I have to get my baby better and thanks all I'm focusing on right now.