Elizabeth's got it.
Charlie thinks he's got it, too.
Charlie is sitting on the couch with Carolyn on one side - Elizabeth on the other. William is laying on the floor in the middle of the living room with a sheet beneath him. There are plastic bowls and towels everywhere.
I've changed my shirt at least four times today, Charlie's changed his twice. The babies have each been changed three times. I'm stepping away from the sick ward for a moment because I don't know if the nausea I feel is because I am getting this virus also - or if I am thinking about how I will handle this situation.
One of me + 3 terribly sick babies + 1 high potential terribly sick husband
This is a nightmare.
Mom, come back!!!