Ejector Seat

On Monday night (or Tuesday morning) 'round about midnight, the aliens took over my guts.
I spent all day Tuesday feeling very much like a battleground... a sloggy, swampy battleground.
Yesterday was better... until later.
So this morning, at 4, the baby was up and hugging the toilet.
It's been a craptastic time for tummies Chez-Nif.
Sigh.

In other news:

Had a great afternoon in the park yesterday. Lots of walking and laughing and time away from the normal hum-drum. We talked about science (-ivores) and used our imaginations (The Great Northern Gator: A Herbivore) and expressed our impatience over the onset of spring (wishing the redbuds into bloom). We had a picnic and quality time. It's so freakin' awesome being a mom.

Found a fun restaurant in Belleville (Bayou Grill) that has some pretty good food (ultra tender ribs) and really fun staff. Had a nice dinner.

And then the puke. And whatnot.
Her belly is rebelling again.
Nif out...