"Mom, I'm throwing up."

This is how I woke up this morning at 4:45. All I could do at first was point to the bathroom and say, " go." Poor Brady was the unfortunate one this morning. I always feel so bad for them, especially since I have to turn my head and gag. This is especially hard for me since I have an irrational fear of stomach bugs. I know no one likes them, but I really start to freak out. You can literally taste lysol in my house. That isn't very appetizing either, but at least I feel like I'm stopping it from spreading. Keeping Chloe away from Brady today will be challenging, but definitely worth the effort if I can keep her from getting it. Our kids usually get sick right before we travel, but not usually with stomach issues. I'm going to pray that if anybody else gets this, they do so by tomorrow.