OH MY GOD!! It is 445am on Wednesday morning, and I woke up so the sound of my son coughing and it echoing fromt he toilet, and then the dreaded Mommmmmm!! You know...he v*. Well, maybe it was all the crap he ate last night...he had a TON OF FOOD...super hungry. And in the back of mymind, I was thinking...I bet he is getting the stomach flu...weird how you think like that. He has v* one more time since then...and he just called me again, saying his tummy hurts. He is 6. I am so happy that he made it to the bathroom. Last time he said to me..."I'm not happy" I told him me neither, but he is doing a great job. Suprisingly, I am doing very well. I think it's cause there is no mess for me to clean up. So he has his pillow, and some blankets to sleep on in the bathroom.Now, of course, my brain starts going overtime...my bday is next week, so is my daughters...and we are having her party on the 9th...hopefully no one will be sick. I can't stand this feeling that I have now...lump in my throat and just a nauseating feeling...man this really sucks!!!!