Wednesday, October 28
{301/365} Any mom will tell you, when their baby (of any age) is sick, it's just horrible. When small children are sick it's even tougher because they can't tell you what they are feeling. Liam is two and I've been lucky. He had a couple of ear infections last year and a cold here and there but that's about it. This is why last night has me stumped. At about 11pm I heard the most DISGUSTING sound...a sound I knew...a sound I feared. I approached his room knowing this night would be long and just as suspected...ewww. My poor baby was sick in his bed, looking confused and scared, not knowing what to do. I didn't know what to do either! ;) Regardless, Mommy springs into action and into the bathroom we go and not a moment too soon...BLECHHHHH. OY! So now he's crying, I'm gagging and trying to keep it together. I'm rushing around looking for towels, cleaning up, starting a bath and holding a child who is gross (sorry Liam), upset, sleepy and SO HEAVY! I knew Frank would be home soon, but not soon enough. Somehow I manage and get my cleaned up boy back into a clean bed...I was exhausted and nauseous myself! What a night! Meanwhile, Frank walked in just in time for clean up duty and I headed off for a shower. Ah, the joys of parenthood! Aside from being a bit camera shy, he seems better and is munching on veggie chips, goldfish crackers and a cereal bar. Hopefully we'll make it through this day with some liquids, rest and very little drama.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
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