Thursday, June 15, 2006

My first real mommy moment.

No, there isn't something I've been withholding from you my friends and family.

Sure, I spent most of 2005 taking care of a baby. That was nothing. Some bottles, naps, poopy diapers, walks around town, doing silly things trying to get the crying to stop and bath times.

Tonight, though, I was puked on.

And not just little baby formula puke.
This was little kid puke consisting mostly of chocolate shake, some bits of burger and chunks of fries. I haven't been puked on since, I puked on myself probably 15 years ago.

Poor Braydon. Though it was really gross, I feel bad for him. I know how much I hate throwing up, I can't imagine what it would be like when you don't understand what's happening.

One moment Braydon was trying to climb on our giant ottoman, the next he started to cry. He climbed down while his crying stopped, walked over to me (I was lounging on the floor watching him). He put his little hands on my knees and proceeded to projectile vomit into my crotch and on our new carpet.

I think I handled it well. I scooped him up to comfort him, called my sister to see if she would be back soon, when I found out she wouldn't I called my parents (who are both sick/have been sick this week) and whined to them about how to clean up the carpet.

Just to note, this occurred after we had a diarreaha (sp?) incident at the grocery store. Plus I've had just about the crappiest week ever at work.

Thanks for listening.

Hopefully I don't get this virus too. Mike and I are hosting our first party at our new home…Father's Day for both of our families! I have the best menu planned.

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