I am so Going to Kill This Bug!

I was awakened this morning at 2:30 with what I thought was breast milk running down my side. But it wasn't. Well, technically, it was. But still. I prefer to call it throw-up. Because my milk doesn't smell like that. Unless it is coming back up after playing with the acid in the belly. And apparently it did. Play I mean. Ellie has been bitten by some dreadful bug. She has yakked every hour since I was awakened from my peaceful slumber. And she hasn't quite figured out that she needs to roll over when she does it, so she chokes. And then the dry heaves came after that. So I watched a nice Hallmark movie, then another favorite movie after that so I would stay awake. I had some oatmeal about 6:30 with my coffee just like an elderly person would do. And now, while the other two girlies are up and wanting me to help entertain them, I just want to lay down and sleep with Ellie. But I can't. Because Faith will do who knows what if she isn't supervised. And that could be bad. And considering that Cameron is hunting somewhere all day, he isn't any help. It is at times like this that I really wish there were two of me. Wouldn't that be heavenly?!!