There are many times a day that I think being a Mom isn't glamourous, most of those have to do with when I'm dealing with bodily fluids but Monday, oh Monday takes the cake. Kennedy woke up totally normal, playing and eating breakfast. She went down for her morning nap easy, peasy. It wasn't until she woke up from her nap and I went in her room did I notice she had thrown up in her crib. Gross. So, I took her out changed her, changed the crib sheets and sat down to nurse her when she started projectile vomiting all over me, herself, the glider and everything else within a foot or two. Poor baby. After changing her again and spending the next hour or so cleaning up the glider and her room, I decided to take her downstairs and nurse her. She seemed totally fine, no tears or signs of an upset tummy so I assumed the worst was over and decided we would walk down to the grocery store. We make it to the grocery store and are ALMOST done our shopping when Kennedy turns pale, coughs and projectile vomits in the frozen food aisle. I picked her up and she seemed totally fine so I checked out and we started walking home. About 7 blocks into our walk, it happens AGAIN except this time all over herself and the stroller, the poor girl. Since there was really nothing to be done at this point I sucked it up and walked the 3 blocks home carrying her. At this point, she had literally thrown up on everything and I knew besides needing to do laundry, the child desperately needed bathing. I stripped her down and put her in the tub where she proceeded to happily play for 20-30 minutes as if nothing happened. She went down for her afternoon nap fine and after she woke up, she was playing on her quilt and she threw up once AGAIN. At this point I called the nurse who assured me it was probably just a stomach bug and that Kennedy would be fine. Luckily, the rest of the day went rather smoothly and there was no more vomit in sight. Until, two days later when I started my morning with my head in the toilet. One thing I certainly learned from this experience is that I am not as good at rallying as my 9 month old....
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Concetta Aires is mother to two baby girls, Kennedy Rose and Cecilia Grace. She lives on Capitol Hill and spends her days trying to keep her children alive while keeping her sanity. Archives
June 2018
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