WARNING: this post IS about my kid throwing up. So if you don't wanna hear it, stop reading. But I learned some things that all mothers should know....you'd think I did...but nope. Here's what happened:
Yesterday I picked up Caleb from daycare after work. He was in the process of drinking a glass of water when I got there. Nothin' to strange....the kid loves to drink. We got in the car and then proceeded to go to the library as we do every Thursday. We pick out new books and a couple movies for Caleb and sometimes for me. As we're pulling up to the library, he starts complaining, "Mommy my tummy hurts." That's strange....I thought.....why do you have a tummy ache?
"Are you hungry??"
"No....I want some milk."
"Okay, we'll get some milk when we get home."
"No I want some milk.....my tummy hurts." And then he procedes to cry. Now any mother in her right mind would be thinking "he's gonna throw up". But for some reason, I didn't see the signs. I un-buckeled him from his car-seat and as he's climbing out he throws up all over the center-console of the truck. Which is where my lovely pay-check was sitting. Now the top of the center-console of the truck is concave, so it created a perfect "bowl" for almost everything to go. And thereby completely saturating my pay-check.
Now Parker has never been there when it happened (cuz it only happened when I've over-fed him when he was a baby....and one other time when he swallowed too much blood from a bloody nose.....(which I just have to add is the ONLY other time he's ever complained about his stomach hurting)). But he always says if he has to deal with puke he's gonna puke himself. cuz he can't handle the smell. But I have to tell you, as a mother, when your child throws up.....there is nothing but compassion that I feel (until it's over and I have to clean it up). I felt so awful! Now 90% of what he threw up was water. No food from his lunch.....and the smell was very mild. (thank GOODNESS). So I'm thinking......he must have had too much water to drink. He wasn't running a fever.
So I get everything all cleaned up and we go to the Library and pick out our books and movies. And we drive home. As we're walking through the door, Caleb asks for milk again. and he says, "My throat is hurting." Now I know better. I walk him into the kitchen (where there's no carpet) and I ask him if his tummy hurts again. "No my throat hurts, I want some milk." Then he starts crying again. Then he stops....and starts salivating and I knew it was coming. One more bout of sick onto the kitchen floor. Once again....mostly clear.
NOW i'm thinking "Okay my boy is sick......what does he have?" I was just getting ready to feed him dinner......do I still feed him? .......CALL MOM! She then proceded to prepare me for what a night with a puking child might be like, and how to prepare. What to feed him., and what NOT to feed him. Can you believe I didn't know all this? No I didn't. I talked to Caleb about throwing up in a bowl. He seemed to understand.....he kept the bowl right next to him for the rest of the evening. I thought for-sure he was sick and he'd be throwing up for the rest of the night. I fed him chicken noodle soup and saltines for dinner. He LOVED it by the way! (Cuz Caleb loves soup!) But he never threw up again. And he never got a fever.
Now here comes the real truth about motherhood. I'd say a majority of the time, you can't explain why your kid is sick.....it just happens. And you can sit there and hypothesize about what he ate, or what bug he's got (Now lets not forget......Caleb has been on antibiotics for 4 days for pink-eye.....so there's no WAY he's got some kind of bacteria......it's either a virus.....or something didn't sit right). But I have no explanation for why it happened last night. And I'm VERY glad I didn't have to spend the night with him throwing up. But I will never know why.
As far as my pay-check goes. I had Dr. Thompson print me out a new one. I shreded the now dried and wrinkly, but very bad smelling one that got thrown up on. So.....that's our weekend so far!