Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve is usually spent celebrating with my family.  This year, I spent the day with Caleigh while Chad was at work.  She had a stomach bug that had made her feel very unwell for the past few days.  3AM Chirstmas Eve morning found our family wide awake as Caleigh was vomiting again.  She went back to sleep and I was hoping that was the last of it and we could wake up, feel better, and make it to my parents house for Christmas Eve dinner.  No such luck.  After feeling very puny all day long and moving from bed to bed to couch to bed trying to make herself comfortable, at 2PM she began her routine of being sick all over again.  When it came close to time to get ready to go, Caleigh said to me in a very small voice, "Mom, I just don't think I can make it."  I called my mom and broke the news to her that we weren't coming and asked Mish to come by our house to take our gifts to everyone.  Chad was working and my mom asked him to come to her house before he came home to get some dinner for us and to bring our presents from them home.  This would be the first time in my lifetime that I haven't celebrated with my family for Christmas.  By some sort of Christmas miracle, and the help of Zofran left from last Christmas' stomach virus which caused me to knock on the door of a total stranger's house in search of something to clean up Caleigh and my car, around 7PM, Caleigh started to feel better.  Shortly after that, Chad arrived with our dinner in takeout boxes and a carload of gifts.  Thanks to Facetime, we were still able to watch each other open presents.  We retired for the evening and I wasn't sure what Christmas morning would bring.