Oh Brad - as someone who has a serious vomit phobia
- you have my deepest empathy! I read on as I hoped it was like desensitizing therapy!
Jean - your message made me laugh so hard! Can totally relate.
OK, prepare yourselves - here's my worst:
The two older kids: ages 4 and 8 were sharing a room. We had Chinese takeout. I felt weird before dinner but thought eating would help. Mistake! Shortly after the kids had gone to bed, my oldest came to the top of the stairs to announce she had thrown up. Oh no ...
You see - we were packing for a move and so we had taken every single toy, clothing, whatnot out of every closet, drawer, etc. and were sorting and packing on the floor. There were toys and clothes everywhere - legos, marbles, little dolls, playing cards ... just about anything you could imagine. And yes - just imagine that scene.
So we get that child cleaned up and threw away half the stuff (easier than packing I guess!). About an hour later - kid two has a go on his side of the room. Half an hour into cleaning that up - my husband decides it is his turn.
I finish cleaning up and my mother, who was staying with us to help with the move, had no choice but to have her turn downstairs.
I lock myself in the nursery with the baby and start downing probiotics like they're candy. I nurse the baby who falls asleep on my chest while I listen to my son and husband taking turns in the adjoining bathroom.
About 20 minutes later, the baby wakes up, pulls open my collar, and throws up inside my pajama top.