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Vom-tastic

Posted by on Feb 4, 2010 in Uncategorized | 35 comments

Apologies to every one with a post ready for the Workshop but I’m going to have to postpone it till tomorrow.

So sorry – as most of you, I’m sure, saw on Twitter last night, Gastro has hit the George household for the first time. Kai is doing a astoundingly efficient job of demonstrating just how much sick one toddler can hold, and rapidly covering everything I own with, what my lovely friend the NDM , would describe on her Children’s Vomit Scale as variations of Type 1, 2 and 5.

I am currently holding him extremely still on my lap, surrounded by towels, and reckon I’ve just about got time to tell you about the important life lessons I have learnt in the last 16 hours:

- Baked beans, when regurgitated, are white and red and gross.

- The number that come out bares absolutely no relation to the number that seemingly went in.

- The image of a toddler hunched neatly over a sick bowl is a bit of a misnomer. Having never been sick before Kai is pretty freaked out, has somehow suddenly managed to develop an unholy fear of buckets, and has, as a result, managed to deposit sick down the neckline of pretty much everything I own in a very short space of time.

- Do not allow your sick toddler to bend over a pair of your favourite trainers.

- When short of a suitable receptacle, a Bob the Builder hat makes an excellent impromptu sick-catcher.

- You do not own enough bedding. Or towels. Or clothes. Or washing machines. Or extra pairs of hands.

- A brief stint as a care assistant in a high-dependency nursing home is essential training for anyone contemplating parenthood. The resulting densenstivity to poo and sick will serve you well when your husband is gagging in the corner.

- Despite thinking that you had already completely depleted your reserves of patience and energy, one look at you pale, wan toddler will revive you immediately and allow you to spend all night, quite cheerfully, holding his little hot body and allow you to wake up after only about 4 hours sleep ready to cuddle and clean up sick all day long. Motherhood is a bit weird like that.

And that is all.

Happy Thursday everyone. See you on the other side…

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  • http://www.susankmann.co.uk Susan Mann

    Aww honey poor wee soul and big hugs to both of you. I hope he gets better soon and your immune system is strong enough not to let it in.
    I remember the sickness only too well, being vomited down my cleveage not pleasant. :) xx

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  • http://bakingmadmama.wordpress.com Baking Mad Mama

    Hope he is feeling better – and that you haven’t caught it!
    .-= Baking Mad Mama´s last blog ..With baited breath =-.

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  • http://www.notesfromlapland.blogspot.com/ Heather

    oh sweetie, hope he is feeling better soon and you don't catch it yourself. Sending lots of hugs, virtual ones only mind, no way I'm hugging you with all that puke down your top.

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