yep, you heard right. in all my years as a mommy i’ve taken “light work” days, but never a flat out sick day in which i handed the work over to somebody else.
last night, that changed.
it’s rather ironic, actually. i have a vomit phobia. i am terrified of my children throwing up and there isn’t a day that goes by that i don’t consider the possibility at least once. when my poor husband gets sick, i avoid him like the plagye. ever since school started, i’ve been waiting for this lovely fall weather to breed our yearly stomach virus… the stomach virus in which i’ve managed to avoid since i was in grade school myself.
this year is no different. i’ve been waiting. i just never expected myself to be the first one to fall. 
i’m still not sure if it’s food borne or viral, but whatever it is…it woke me up at 2 am, and left me dry heaving into the toilet bowl until one last throat burning effort to remove my dinner from my stomach nearly made it out. needless to say, i woke J up and asked him to lay off so he could take care of the kids for me. i can work through strep throat, colds, and exhaustion… but stomach issues are my ultimate weakness.
so i did it. i took a sick day. right now, J is with the kids so K can keep his hair appointment (poor kid needed a cut badly) and get the last of his birthday presents. normally it wouldn’t be such a big deal to cancel something like that, but this is the only weekday he’ll have off for a while, and the stylist who does his hair best only works mornings.
blah. i want to feel better. this sucks.