So, Easter was not what it's cracked up to be for us this year. First of all it was so early, I never felt like Easter was here, and now it's gone. I really feel like we missed a whole holiday this time.
Secondly, Mauree came down with a flu bug on Tuesday night. Because Mauree was sick, we weren't able to dye eggs or any of that fun stuff. She was so sick, I have never seen her so sad and miserable. It was pretty scary for her, she had never thrown up before and it kind of freaked her out. We explained it by saying she got germs from somewhere and now there was a yucky bug in her tummy making her sick, and her tummy was trying to get better by making the food come out. After she would throw up, she would ask for her tooth brush to get the "bugs" out. That is how Matt and I get her to brush her teeth saying, oh there's a chicken nugget bug, or juice bug, etc...Matt went to get her tooth brush and she says "mamma, I don't feel good, we brush my tummy and get the bugs out". It was so cute, but I felt so bad for her.
By Thursday evening, I had my happy girl back...or so I thought. She got sick again that night and couldn't keep even water down. She was sleeping so much and was refusing everything. She didn't want to drink even. She didn't have a fever so I thought she was just drained from being sick and would be better soon. Matt and I felt something was wrong on Sat. afternoon when we realized she hadn't gone to the bathroom and all she wanted to do was sleep. She couldn't even stand up she was so weak. We were told by our Dr. to go to the E.R. quickly and he would call ahead to have someone meet us. So it was a traumatic event for all of us, especially my little Mauree. She had to stay over night to get her fluid levels back and to be monitored. Bless her little heart she was a trooper through it all. Maybe her new purple shoes that she would NOT take off until 4 a.m. brought her comfort that mommy couldn't?
So that was our happy Easter. I am very grateful that she is better and I have my sweet happy girl back. Although I missed having Ham and Au grautin potatoes, dyeing eggs, and all the regular Easter activities, i think I gained a deeper love and appreciation for my Savior and what Easter is all about. I had a lot of time to think in the hospital that night and how hard it was for me to watch my baby suffer, feeling helpless. My thoughts turned to how Heavenly Father must have felt watching his son suffer for me and the love that they both have for us all. What a comfort and blessing knowing that He lives and that we can try to be like Him. I am grateful for the comfort I got that night as I pondered on what Easter is really about.
So, Easter was not what it's cracked up to be for us this year. First of all it was so early, I never felt like Easter was here, and now it's gone. I really feel like we missed a whole holiday this time.
Secondly, Mauree came down with a flu bug on Tuesday night. Because Mauree was sick, we weren't able to dye eggs or any of that fun stuff. She was so sick, I have never seen her so sad and miserable. It was pretty scary for her, she had never thrown up before and it kind of freaked her out. We explained it by saying she got germs from somewhere and now there was a yucky bug in her tummy making her sick, and her tummy was trying to get better by making the food come out. After she would throw up, she would ask for her tooth brush to get the "bugs" out. That is how Matt and I get her to brush her teeth saying, oh there's a chicken nugget bug, or juice bug, etc...Matt went to get her tooth brush and she says "mamma, I don't feel good, we brush my tummy and get the bugs out". It was so cute, but I felt so bad for her.
By Thursday evening, I had my happy girl back...or so I thought. She got sick again that night and couldn't keep even water down. She was sleeping so much and was refusing everything. She didn't want to drink even. She didn't have a fever so I thought she was just drained from being sick and would be better soon. Matt and I felt something was wrong on Sat. afternoon when we realized she hadn't gone to the bathroom and all she wanted to do was sleep. She couldn't even stand up she was so weak. We were told by our Dr. to go to the E.R. quickly and he would call ahead to have someone meet us. So it was a traumatic event for all of us, especially my little Mauree. She had to stay over night to get her fluid levels back and to be monitored. Bless her little heart she was a trooper through it all. Maybe her new purple shoes that she would NOT take off until 4 a.m. brought her comfort that mommy couldn't? 
