If you are eating or planning to eat or have just eaten, you may want to take a pass on this one….
Aside from all of her ear/sinus issues, MAM is a pretty healthy, tough kid. Which is why last night was such a surprise–a gross, nasty, stinky surprise. I awoke to find her standing next to my bed, whimpering and saying, “My bed is dirty. I spit-up on my bed” in the saddest, littlest voice you can imagine. I put her into my bed and went to discover the “spit up”…..which was such a polite word for what was really there.
I started stripping her bed, when I hear that little voice again, “I have spit up on my shirt!” I take a break from the sheets to quickly change her jammies. She sleeps on Daddy, I finish up and then realize….there’s laundry in both the washer and the dryer. DARN IT. I move the laundry, and then realize that the sheets need to be shaken out before anything goes into the washing machine.
Did I mention that it is 1:30 in the morning?? As I was shaking the sheets into the toilet, I had the thought, “this is motherhood. this is it, in it’s downest and dirtiest form.” I put the sheets in a bleachy, hot water washing machine, and crawled back into bed. The wee-one was awake enough
to make a new sleeping arrangement–she covered me up and then slept on top of me. Who else in the whole wide world could sleep so close to me with such a wicked virus? No one. Just her (and Junior).
We made it through the night–she used the bucket a few times (Thank God she made it into the bucket) and Daddy was on bucket emptying/water getting duty, since she never actually got off of me the entire night.
This is definitely going on my list of “This is Motherhood.” What’s on your list?