Cough, cough, cough…….Blah………..Mammy Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. This was my 2am wake up call this morning, he’d been sick twice yesterday morning but during the day he was fine, I put it down to phlegm or the fact he knew I was going to put him in the crèche at the gym. He ate tea like a trooper and went to bed with no problem, doing the usual conning me to read him at least 4 books.
Children’s vomit is definitely not as bad as adults and I worked in paediatrics for at least 8 years so night vomits are not exactly alien too me. Maybe I should rethink a new career or maybe it was the time of night but my stomach has become somewhat weak since my departure from nursing. Cleaning vomit from my son’s ear last night was making me wretch, whoever said breathe through your mouth is a bloody eejit you can taste the stuff.
Even so I didn’t want LPV to see me wretching as he was distressed enough and got even more upset that I wouldn’t let him have a vomit covered snuggly to comfort him. Snuggly is a pyjama top of mine I gave to him about 18months when we had tried everything to get him to sleep, now it comes everywhere.
To be honest we’ve been quite lucky on the old puke front so to speak, there has only been one other occasion where we had a projectile incident this resulted in an overnight stay in City
Hotel Hospital Dubai, its hard to get to the bottom of it tho. Did I poison him with my sausage casserole?? Is it something he’s picked up from nursery??
All I know is that he looked so vulnerable last night and I broke my heart to see him, in pain, distress, we brought him into our bed and its safe to say he was longer vulnerable, it was me and poor expatdaddy who were taking it in turns to be kicked in the head, sat on and used as a trampoline. My last thought before I went to sleep…………….I think he’s fine now!!
Even though I have just blogged about vomit, why don’t take pity on us and vote for us in the MADS we are in the travel category