The Shaws: December minus the major Christmas stuff

This is how we all felt at the end of the busy month of December:)

We made gingerbread houses

Clara ate our scraps

My little house

Keith actually ate some of his, I never do. Kenz ate her candy that first night

I moved the Christmas tree...by myself across the room which meant I also rearranged furniture. The next day I found myself in the hospital having pain while breathing and a wicked bad side ache. Couldn't find anything with the breathing but they held me for a night to make sure I didn't have appendicitis. Pretty sure I just tore a ligament as my side hurt for the rest of the month.

It only took 5 years of marriage but I finally managed to make rolls that tasted and looked good! My mom makes delicious rolls and I fail so often using her recipes that I decided to try the Lion House roll recipe. The stars aligned and they turned out light and fluffy. We'll see if I can ever replicate it.

It wouldn't be the holidays without somebody getting sick. My 26th birthday was on the 3rd. The day before,Kenzie stayed home from church because she seemed under the weather. The next day she and Clara were so insanely grumpy we decided to scratch any bday plans. My good friend Brittany insisted we bring them over long enough to go to dinner. We were about 20 minutes into dinner when she texted me to tell me Clara was running a fever. The rest of the week, Kenzie and Clara took turns running fevers and being grumpy/lethargic.

On Thursday, Kenzie finally seemed to be feeling better so I had let her go to preschool on Friday. Well a couple of hours later she went in to her room when I heard the unmistakable sound of vomiting. She had covered just about every surface in her room. I got her cleaned up and prayed it was just a one time thing. No such luck. She continued to throw up the rest of the day and by 5 PM I was calling Keith in tears begging him to come home because I was starting to feel really sick and Kenzie's vomit was not helping the matter. He came home about 6 and started taking care of us all. Clara and I were both running fevers at that point. I got hit hard and fast with chills and fever plus the panic that I shouldn't get sick with the flu while I was pregnant. Keith was a hero and took care of the girls while I wallowed in misery:) The elders came that night and gave me a blessing which eased my mind a bit. I was pretty sick the rest of the weekend and on Sunday Keith was down with the stomach bug. Anyways, these are the moments of parenthood I dread the most but I had to document it so I know that as awful as it is, we get through it.