A first

Yesterday we experienced a parenting first. The little bug caught a stomach bug.

I would like to tell you I put on a brave face and took care of the little guy like a champ, but that would be a lie. First off, I don't do vomit. No even a little. Even as a kid, I would freak out. My mom used to have a harder time taking care of ME when my sister was sick than my actual sick sister. What can you do?

So the little guy woke up from his afternoon nap - getting sick all over the place. I don't mean to be too graphic, but REALLY all over the place - his outfit, his hair, his lovey, etc. So Jason and I clean him up, start a load of laundry and I try to figure out the culprit. We had our first experience with peaches that morning....could that be it? Did he get some viral bug at school? Was this a one time thing?

The bug was smiling and playing so I figure all is well. J goes outside to mow the lawn, my mom stops by and we continue on the day. It's been about 6 hours since he last ate, so I decide to give him a small bottle. He drinks about 3 oz. and promptly throws up...all over me, all over him, all over the blanket we're sitting on. Thank GOD for my mother! It is really amazing how when stuff like that happens your brain freezes. What do I do first? Clean off the baby, clean off me?

Needless to say, the bug was not better. The next few hours were quite painful for me as a mother. Not only do I hate vomit with a crazy, freaky passion, but my little baby was sick. I was in tears! It was the scariest thing to see this precious thing so out of sorts. I hated every LONG second of it.

We spent the rest of the night watching him like a hawk, feeding him small amounts of Pedialyte while he slept in random fits. Last It was a long night - up at 1, up at 2, up at 4 and 5. Fun times!

But this morning, he was all GIGGLES! I am so relieved. I am not looking forward to future illnesses if I am going to feel that sense of panic and fear EVERY TIME! I just love him SO much; I don't ever want to see him hurting in any way.

Anyway, sorry for the TMI post on the barf, I just felt it was necessary to share since it is something all parents will go through eventually. HUGE PROPS to my husband for being, not only, SO FABULOUS with the bug as usual, but also dealing with his freaking out wife. LOVE YA! Looking forward to showering you with gifts, love and affection tomorrow.