Callie's View

Whitney wasn't playing with Shelby like she usually did. She was just sitting on the couch staring off into space.

"Hey Whit Whit, you okay?" I asked sitting down next to her. She shook her head.

"My tummy feels funny." She told me. I felt her forehead and was surprised to find it feverish. In that moment Whitney threw up all over the carpet. "Aunt Callie." She groaned and threw up again. I gasped and grabbed a bucket for her to throw up into. Then I called Kallye.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Kal, Whitney just started violently throwing up." I told her.

"Okay, give her a Finagrin and make her lay down, put some cartoons on and give her some fever reducer." She told me. I nodded.

"Should I write this down?" I asked jokingly.

"That's not a bad idea actually. Also, fill her sippy cup with Sprite and give her some animal crackers, that usually calms her stomach." Kallye said.

"Okay." I replied.

"I'll be home as soon as I can. Tell Whitney I love her okay?" Kallye asked.

"Will do, bye." I said and hung up. When I turned back to Whitney she was laying on the couch curled up with her knees pulled all the way up to her chest. She was crying quietly. I pushed the hair out of her face and rubbed her back.

"I want mommy." Whitney whined. I sighed.

"It's okay Whit Whit. Your mommy will be here as soon as she can." I comforted. "I'll be right back okay?" I said and stood up. She nodded slowly. I smiled sympathetically and went into the bathroom to get the medicine. I did everything Callie told me too and Whitney fell asleep thirty minutes later. I sighed and went to get the stuff to clean the carpet. When I came back into the living room Zachary was laying on the floor watching cartoons too.

"Auntie Callie?" He asked while I was scrubbing the spot where Whitney had thrown up.

"Yeah Zack Attack?" I asked.

"Why's Whit Whit sleeping?" He asked.

"She's sick squirt." I told him.

"What kind of sick?" Zachary asked.

"Throw up sick squirt." I told him. Zachary sighed.

"Oh no." He murmured. I smiled.

"She'll be okay squirt, she just needs lots of rest." I told him. Teylon came running down the stairs with Shelby behind him.

"Mom!" He yelled excitedly once he was in the living room.

"Teylon keep it down, Whitney is sick and trying to sleep. What do you need?" I asked.

"Oh I'm sorry. I was just going to tell you that daddy's home." Teylon said. At that moment Mark walked into the living room. I smiled and got up to kiss him. He smiled and pulled away. He glanced at Whitney's sleeping form.

"What's wrong with Whit Whit?" Mark asked.

"She was fine when Kallye dropped her off and then like an hour later she just started throwing up. I called Kallye and she told me to give her a Finagrin and it knocked her right out." I told him. Mark sighed.

"They are just not having a good day today are they?" Mark asked shaking his head.

"Teylon where is Kimberly?" I asked.

"She went outside." Teylon told me. I sighed and went outside to make sure Kimberly was still breathing. She was laying on the trampoline staring up at the sky. I approached the tramp.

"Hey Kimmy. Whatcha doing?" I asked.

"Watching the clouds." Kimberly said.

"You want to come inside and watch cartoons with everyone else?" I asked. Kimberly nodded.

"Sure." She said and hopped off the trampoline. She followed me back inside. "What's wrong with Whitney?" She asked when she saw Whitney asleep.

"She started throwing up." Teylon told her. Whitney moaned in her sleep and shifted uncomfortably. I sighed and Whitney's forehead again. If possible it seemed even warmer.

"Mark can you go get the thermometer for me?" I asked. Mark nodded and walked out of the living room. I sighed and stroked Whitney's hair. Mark returned a few minutes later. He handed me the thermometer. I gently shook Whitney awake. She moaned.

"Aunt Callie I feel worse." She moaned. I sighed.

"I'm so sorry baby, I just need to check your temperature and then you can go back to sleep okay?" I told her. Whitney nodded. I smiled and she opened her mouth for me to stick the thermometer in. Then she closed it around the thermometer. It beeped and I pulled it out.

"What is it?" Mark asked.

"It's not good. Can I talk to you in the kitchen?" I asked. Mark nodded and followed me into the kitchen.

"Cal, what's wrong?" Mark asked.

"Mark her fever is 103.6" I told him. Mark ran his hand through his hair.

"That's not good." Mark said. I nodded.

"I'm going to call Kallye again and tell her." I told him. He nodded.

"Good idea." Mark said. Teylon ran in.

"Mommy! Zack started throwing up too." Teylon told me. I glanced at Mark.

"I'll get him you call Kallye." Mark said and followed Teylon into the living room. I called Kallye.

"Callie? What's wrong? How's Whitney?" Kallye asked.

"Kal, she's got a fever 103.6, and Zachary just started throwing up." I told her. Kallye sighed.

"I've never seen her with a fever that high, does Zachary have a fever too?" Kallye asked.

"I haven't checked yet." I told her.

"Check real quick and let me know, I can't leave yet because Toby is still in surgery. Watch Whitney's closely and if it gets any higher bring her into the ER." Kallye told me. I nodded and cleaned off the thermometer.

"I'll call you back after I check Zachary's." I told her and hung up. I went back into the living room. Whitney was throwing up again and Zack was curled up on the loveseat with a blanket. I sighed and took Zack's temperature. Thankfully his was only 100.5.

"What did Kallye say?" Mark asked. Teylon, Shelby, and Kimberly were upstairs.

"She said if Whitney got any worse to take her to the ER." I told him. Mark nodded.

"Good idea." He agreed. Whitney stopped throwing up and curled into a tighter ball. I sighed and got a cool rag from the kitchen. I placed it on her forehead and gave her another Finagrin. After a few minutes her eyes slid closed. I sighed and left the cool rag on her forehead. Then I gave Zack a Finagrin. Soon they were both asleep. I flopped down in the Lay-Z-Boy and before I could stop myself I fell asleep. When I woke up Mark was shaking me gently.

"Babe, Kallye is here." Mark said. I moaned. I didn't feel good. Mark picked a sleeping Whitney off the couch and carried her out of the house to the car. Kallye came into the living room.

"Thank you for watching them. I'm so sorry about Whitney and Zachary. We've moved Toby's party to Saturday okay? That's three days from now." Kallye told me. I nodded and fought my urge to throw up. Zachary was still fast asleep on the loveseat. Mark came back in.

"I got Whitney settled into her seat. Do you want me to get Zack?" Mark asked. Kallye nodded.

"Please. I can't lift him." Kallye said. Mark nodded and picked up Zachary. I flopped down onto the couch. Kallye glanced at me funny and sat down next to me. "Callie are you okay?" She asked me. I shook my head.

"No. I'm not okay." I told her.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"I think I'm pregnant again." I told her.

"What?" She asked.

"You heard me, I've been nauseas the last few days. Around this time and in the morning, and I'm late." I told her.

"Are you happy about this?" She asked. I shrugged.

"I'm not sure. I mean I love Shelby and Teylon to death. But what if Mark doesn't want anymore kids?" I asked. Mark came in.

"Everyone's loaded up Kallye." He told Kallye. Kallye nodded.

"Thanks Mark." Kallye said and stood up. She gathered up Kimberly and left.