It does seem like a cruel joke. Getting the stomach flu just as you're FINALLY just about getting over your 6 weeks of morning/all day sickness. More like a kick to the teeth.
But, yes, I guess it was inevitable, but I got Ella's flu on Saturday morning. Thank god Mike's around to care for us sickies, right? At least Mike can keep things running while we're both puking and whining. Well, Mike gets home from his long run Saturday afternoon and heads to the bathroom and guess what? Yep, he's puking, too. Ugh. The Parkers were a mess this weekend.
E and Mike are better today. I am still throwing up, but who knows why? Baby or flu? I am going with baby in the hopes that I am over this BS. :)