In many ways, I am a lot like my dad. I’m probably most like him in my love for Easter. The day after Easter each year, I find myself looking forward to the next one! This year, of course, was no exception. E and I were especially looking forward to the sunrise service. We talked about it way back in February.
Alas, the plans of mice and Biegerts. They were not to be this year.
The staff at church got systematically hit by the stomach bug last week and our family was certainly not left out. I shall spare you the gory details, but the basics are that little BabyJ started it Tuesday evening, much to our shock and chagrin. Thursday evening, Brian and I made it to our church’s beautiful communion service (perfect way to start the weekend) and our sitter was so content at home she agreed to us going out for awhile afterwards. We got home at 10. By 11:30, BigJ and I were desperately ill.
I have to give a HUGE shout-out to my amazing husband. I was sick enough that nothing really registered most of the night. Meanwhile, Brian was playing superhero taking care of a little boy who was horribly, constantly sick until about 4am. About the time he started finally sleeping, E woke up sick. And as soon as she did (literally), it hit Brian.
There is very little as horrid as the entire family sick simultaneously.
Oh wait, the baby was NOT sick… so he decided he needed attention and spent most of Friday not interested in his pack ‘n’ play and Cheerios like I had so desperately hoped he would be and instead spent his day screaming bloody murder which did wonders for our migraines!
Brian, though, was seriously amazing. When I could finally pull myself out of bed Friday morning, I found the living room adorned in every extra blanket we own, every trash can and bucket strewn about, and all three of them sound asleep. He had done laundry all night, gave multiple baths, cleaned meticulously, and finally crashed. Friday night, they were all pulling out of it, so while I got the baby to sleep (finally), Brian decided to tell the kids that they were going to have a sleepover and watch movies all night. This managed to turn the horrific memory of being sick over Easter break to the best night in their memory since they stayed up until 3, watched cartoons to their heart’s content, and ate crackers in the middle of the night.
We only missed out on the sunrise service at church, amazingly. But the whole family was exhausted and out of sorts by the time we got home from church. So our plan of the lovely family photos in our Easter finest got bumped; we’ll try again later this week. After a nice, long afternoon nap, we were able to do a little bit of celebrating with the kids. They were sad to miss out on the usual tradition of dinner at my parents’, but we’ll do it another time. They did, however, get to dye a few eggs, have a nice little hunt, and then we went through the Resurrection Eggs with them and retold the Easter story. The weekend ended a whole lot better than it began!
And now, it’s back to life as usual! E returns to school tomorrow. Brian went back to work today. And life marches on!
Hope your Easter was a little less eventful. 🙂