I wanted to post this on my door today.
Last night at appx. 3am, my daughter woke up and started screaming. As I was holding her and trying to get her to go back to sleep, I felt a wave. Not a good wave. A sickness wave. I put her down on the floor while yelling for Eli and running towards the bathroom. And that’s where it all started.
Intermittently throwing up, I woke up on the bathroom floor 4 hours later. I crawled back to bed (where I found a baby snuggled up next to her daddy. If I wasn’t convinced that I may die at that moment, I may have stopped to admire the sweet sight) and when I woke up again to Vivien laughing and “honking” my nose, I realized, I wasn’t allowed a sick day.
Eli had already gone to work, and I had to suck it up. So, between throwing up 17 a few more times, and begging Vivien to take a nap with me in the bed at one point (she did- two hours long too! That-a-girl!), I, by no mean, deserve a Mom-of-the-year award today. She may, or may not, have spent a lot of today in her pack and play crying entertaining herself. But I did the best I could.
And really, isn’t that what being a Mom is all about? Doing the best you can given the circumstance.
PS: Tomorrow, my blog will be going through some technical type things, so I may or may not be able to post my week in pictures. But I am SO EXCITED to announce that I am ditching wordpress.com and switching over to become a self-hosted site. That means a few things: rafflecopter, link-ups, and passionfruit/blogHER ads, oh my! 🙂
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Still cannot believe you pulled this off. You legit do get Mother of The Year, in my opinion.
Rafflecopters?! And linkups?! That reminds me, I have business matters to discuss with you. Hahaha 🙂
When you do BlogHer, help me figure it out please 🙂
Let’s talk business tomorrow. I expect a powerpoint presentation.
Been there done that. Felt like a total jerk for leaving my kid in the pack and play, but when push comes to shove, you do what you have to. At least the kid is safe in the mesh prison.
Exactly! I felt like a jerk, but it’s better than her eating the dog food and “pulling up” on the toilet.
It’s also better then throwing up on her. That would require way more therapy then anything you did.
You obvs don’t remember my story about leaving the hospital with her then, do you?
Oh, gosh! 😦 So sorry you are sick. That is the worst kind of sick. And to have to take care of kiddos on top of it. Hope you’re feeling better soon!