On December 21, I headed for my hometown for ten days of family and friend filled festivities.
On December 21, I headed for my hometown for ten days of family and friend filled festivities. The flight was on time, and my babe slept for about half of the trip. The next 48 hours we cruised. Presents were wrapped, parties were attended, and the weather was outstanding.
Two days later, we were sharing laughs and eating appetizers when my mother–in–law turned to me and said, "I have to excuse myself. I'm going to be sick." She had the stomach flu. My husband, baby and I had all endured this illness a week earlier. As soon as she said that, I knew she was in for it, too. To see more about my disastrous holiday, read more