You cried out last night and I padded down the dark hallway to fish you from your crib. You were tear-stained and shaking as I rocked you in our chair. You nuzzled into my neck, then raised your face to look at mine before you launched a day’s worth of vomit onto us both. It was hot and stringy and there were a couple peas in the warm slime. You cried harder as we went to the starkly lit bathroom to strip off our wet clothes and soak in the tub. I was afraid because you didn’t seem yourself, quivering in the bath at midnight. After drying you off and zipping up a fresh pair of footed pajamas I laid down a duvet on your bedroom floor and we slept there together. I needed the assurance of the sound of your breath. And I think you needed me too.
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My gosh, you guys can’t seem to catch a break with this virus thing. I hope Avelyn is doing better today. Poor kid!
I sometimes read a post and think, oh that little kiddo will treasure these words with their whole heart one day.
This is such a post.
Oh, my. I hate the pukeys. My girls had them frequently those first years. Now, that is their ONE fear- puking. Or seeing/hearing someone else puke.
I hope your little honey is better today… and that you are not catching it!
Poor baby!
Sweet post, though. You have a gift with words my friend :)
only a mama makes being sick better…
hope she feels better soon.
Iagree with Jennie above…Avelyn will treasure this someday. What a sweet image. Mother and child, even during the yucky times. Poor baby. I hope she is feeling better. Being sick sucks.
Awww…Beautifully written!
So sad that she hasn’t been feeling well. I was just reading your poop comment on my blog, and I’m right there with you and with the vomit too, your own kids doesn’t smell/taste better than anyone elses. How we’ve been mislead. Hope you guys keep on the mend.
Wow, that sounds rough, I am so sorry to hear about it! I’m sure my time is coming soon enough… although I really hope I can avoid real puke as long as possible — spit up is tolerable for now!
It’s just no fun to have a sick kid. They are so miserable and it’s hard to tell just how sick they are sometimes. But they always get better! I once had one of my kids walk into the living room (which was full of guests) and say “I don’t feel good” and then vomit in front of everyone. I caught most of it in my hands and down the front of my shirt. Real party killer!
Beautiful post. Made me teary eyed, and not just from imagining the vomit odor…
Good job, Mama.
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