Sitting in the dark

Isn't my Ethan a little doll?

It's almost 8:00 pm on Monday night. I should be looking forward to my quiet time once the kids have gone to bed. Instead I'm sitting in the dark in Ethan's bedroom watching him toss and turn, trying to sleep. He didn't seem quite himself when he woke up this morning and by 10:00 it was clear that he wasn't feeling well when I found him draped over the toilet, white as a ghost. Luckily it was just a false alarm - as my family and friends know I don't do barf. Since then he's been in bed all day with a bucket close by, just in case. He has a fever of 101 and no appetite. I am doing my very best to stay calm and positive.....that's something I've been working on. Oh, I have just been told that the sound of me typing is keeping him awake so I better cut this short. Guess I'll just lay here in the extra bed saying prayers for him and everyone else I have in my heart until I fall asleep.

Goodnight my friends! Stay well.