A different kind of girls' weekend

Well, I got to spend some "quality" time with my three girls this weekend. It was not exactly the girls' weekend I had planned, but hey...

For months, well, years, I have been jealous of Sean and all his boy's football/golf/ gambling/bachelor weekends. I have been moaning about never getting to do anything fun and feeling quite the martyr. So finally, I planned something. I convinced Katie and Jenn to come along. In August we planned and booked a spa weekend for this weekend. We had two treatments each and booked a room for the night. There was going to be good food, great wine (for them) and lots of relaxation and laughs. I was SO looking forward to it.

Well, Wednesday night B threw up a few times. When she woke up in the AM she seemed fine. She was generally happy and upbeat. I was waiting for the waterfall effect of everyone getting it, but it did not happen. All was good. We got all packed up and ready to go to VA to meet up with Katie and start our weekend.

I was feeling a little car sick in the car, but I thought the traffic, kids, pregnancy all combined was doing it. Not so. About an hour after we got there, I got sick for the first time. I just knew it was this darn bug. I hoped otherwise, but knew it was. Luckily Katie and Jenn could still go out to dinner, while I spent the evening destroying Katie's bathroom.

At around 8:00 pm Mags joined in the fun, then around 5:00am, Maura jumped on the band wagon. It sure was fun. The next morning we kind of let it go through Mo's system a bit the packed the car back up and headed back home. I don't think Sean understood why I would want to come home (he said, I don't know why you want to go home) until he got it around 4:00 am on Saturday night. It was not fun, but it was quick, so thank God for small favors. The ride home was not too bad, just one stop to clean up throw up and one a couple uses of the bucket we took from the Short's house. I do not think we will be returning that one.. unless they really want it back!

The rest of the weekend consisted of sleeping, lying around, drinking Gatorade, general unhappiness and whining. Poor B felt great and just wanted to play. She couldn't understand why everyone was so boring. Mags slept from about 3:00pm Saturday until 8:00 am Sunday, then took a few hour long naps throughout the day. She was starting to worry me. Maura was fine by Sunday morning, but very cautious about her eating and drinking. She did NOT want to get sick again. Smart girl. Today is Monday, and all is well, so far. Sean said he was feeling fine, until about 2 minutes before he walked out the door to go to work. Keep your fingers crossed!

eta: Sick again... this is just not fair.