Toddler blues

My posts have been so few and far between lately and I think it's because I have been going through what I call an iPhone funk. That is the problem of ONLY taking pictures on my phone and never using my camera anymore! And while Baby K is currently dressed in the most adorable little blazer that we picked up at a resale shop yesterday, he is not exactly available for a photo shoot because he is fast asleep in bed.

My sister and I and our combined 5 kids spent the night at our oldest sisters house last night. We drove up to Mac for an acoustic concert and a night out and ended up staying because the freezing fog was so bad. I stayed up late chatting with my mom and made it into bed a little before midnight. Baby K was in the playpen next to me and I was snuggled under the covers ready for a full night of sleep. Around 1:30am K started coughing and calling for mama so I quickly picked him up from his playpen and pulled him into bed with me. I tried to lay him down on the pillow next to me, but to my utter shock he sat up, leaned his face toward my neck and proceeded to cough and then vomit all over me. I'm talking all over me people! Like down my neck, into my hair, down my shirt, into my bra etc. I don't know if you've ever had someone vomit on you but it's doesn't feel good (it felt like stomach acid stinging my neck) and it doesn't smell good either. So I am trying to juggle being a sweet, comforting mommy to my sick baby who needs me and instinct telling me to drop everything (including the toddler) and run for the shower (if you are reading this mom, thanks for always ignoring that instinct of dropping me when I was sick growing up and instead being such a comforting mommy. Now I know how hard that is to do)!

So what does a mommy do when her baby throws up all over her in the middle of the night? Call her mommy of course! Sorry mom, I feel bad for that 2am phone call. I called my mom and asked her what to do and so there we were, at 2am showering the vomit out of our hair and off our bodies. And I was cleaning up vomit off the floor and stripping sheets, and doing laundry with a washing machine that took over an hour to wash the load! Needless to day I did not get back to bed until 4am and we had to leave my sisters house at 8am to head back home for church this morning.

Baby K was acting just fine after he woke up and seemed like he was doing better and so I laid him down for a morning nap and got ready for church. I figured I would just hold him during the church service. We were walking out to the car and Jason was holding him when Jason said, "I think he's going to throw up again, he keeps swallowing." And then he looked at Baby K and asked him if he was okay. Baby K (in his adorable little 18 month voice) said, "no!" Then he threw up all over the ground. (Okay pause here for a second, I just wanna know how Jason managed to not get one bit of vomit on him when he was holding Baby K and I managed to get ALL of his vomit on me last night?? I think its a mommy instinct because we hold our sick babies so close!) So back inside our house, back to bed we went. Poor thing fell asleep in my arms within a matter of minutes.

And now I think the lack of sleep is catching up with me so off to bed I think I will go.