Wilson guy is sick for the first time. I mean really sick. He's had the occasional cold and runny nose, but this morning I walked in his room overwhelmed by the smell of vomit. I feel horrible because I don't know when it happened. We don't turn the monitor on anymore at night, and ever since we rearranged our room I can't here him crying across the hall at all.
So this is the first time I've ever had to deal with vomit other than my own. Let me tell ya, I don't do so well. I'm like my mom that way. I remember one time she threw my 5 month old niece in front of her to shield another grandchild from throwing up on her. Hilarious. I've draped myself with blankets and towels so I'm good. I've even got a bucket to throw him over if he starts gagging.
Poor kid has no idea what's going in with him. I just feel so bad. Oh, and totally unprepared.
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2 comments:
Poor baby!! Luckily Deacon has only puked once, and Evan hasn't ever, yet...
Dang it that puke! Its always at night and always random. Poor baby. ;-(
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