Warning: If you do not have kids, don't laugh too hard... This could be you one day!!!! And if you have kids, you can go ahead and laugh, it's ok ;)
Monday mornings are always great, aren't they? Ours are usually filled just like everyone else's with hectic bustling around, trying to find things, extra sleepy eyes from the weekend's festivities, etc. Yesterday, however, was a little more, shall we say, exciting! Brooks woke up with a temperature of 102.8, so immediately I gave him some Tylenol and made his nice cozy spot on the couch where he was going to stay for probably a couple days. Beau woke up ready to go (as always), so I fed him and then let him get down to play. Brooks said he was a little hungry, so he wanted breakfast. He and Lucy sat at the counter and began eating. About halfway through his granola bar, he got that look on his face. You know the one. The one that says to a mom, get him away from anything valuable or not waterproof b/c he's about to blow. He knew what was coming, so he quickly got down from the stool and started toward the bathroom. He got about 2 steps and just exploded. The vomit splattered all over our tile floor, probably in a good 2 ft diameter space. Thankfully, it was mostly water, since he had just finished 3 cup-fulls before he started eating. However, as he realizes he has a little reprieve in the upheaval, he tries to make it to the bathroom, running THROUGH the vomit and slipping on it, falling right in it. I tell him to go to my bathroom because it's closer than his, so he does. Just as I was about to follow him in there to check on him, my curious little 1 yr old is running straight for the pile of fun. He runs into it, slips like his brother and then decides to crawl through it. UGH! So now I have to clean him up, try and find a way to keep him out of the mess while I clean it up, and poor Brooks is puking in the toilet all by himself :( After I clean Beau and put him in his highchair to contain him, Brooks comes out and says he feels a little better. I ask if he made it in the toilet, he said yes. He was wrong. So then I cleaned that up.
I go back to Beau, to take him out of the high chair since all is clear and realize he has a dirty diaper. So I take him in his room and I'm in the middle of changing him when he decides to grab the poopy diaper and throw it on the floor. Luckily, this poop kind of looks like rabbit poop, so it's pretty easy to clean up.
About 10 min later, I decide I'm going to try and fix myself breakfast. Why? When's the last time I've actually cooked myself anything for breakfast? So I'm cooking eggs and I look around and don't see Beau. And then I listen and I can hear banging and splashing. I realize I have left my bedroom door open. Reluctantly, I walk into my bathroom, to find him banging on our trashcan with a wet hand and simultaneously splashing around in the toilet with his other hand.
When I come out of the bathroom after I've cleaned him up, I look at the clock. 7:30. This all happened BEFORE 7:30!!!
Well, at least I can say that Lucy, my dramatic child, is being good this whole time, right?! Just trying to find the blessings...
So our afternoon was pretty easy. My amazing friend offered to keep Lucy and Beau while I took Brooks to the doctor. He ended up having the flu (even though the doctor didn't think he did). Here's a little side note to all you new or expecting mommies- trust your instincts. No, you're not a doctor, but you know your kid a whole heck of alot more than your doctor, so if you think they have an ear infection, or the flu, or an allergic reaction, you're probably right. Insist on the right tests and extra exams that your doctor doesn't want to do. Getting off my soapbox now.
Then, the evening comes! Yay! At one point, both Lucy and Beau were screaming their heads off, Beau b/c he was tired and we couldn't find his noonie. Lucy, because she fell backwards off one of the stools for the counter and hit her head. Lovely.
And then... Round 2: ding, ding!!
As Brooks is walking to his room, he gets that look again. This time, his vomit is a pretty blue color from all the gatorade he's been drinking! This time Mike was home and feeding Beau, so he didn't come investigate. After I got it all cleaned up, Beau had yet another poopy diaper. So I took it off, cleaned him up and then put him down so he could walk to the bathroom for his bath. As I was filling the tub, I turned around and he was standing up, concentrating very hard. Oh No! Plop plop. Poop. Right on the bathroom floor. Good news is, I picked him up, set him on the potty and he finished. So Beau made his first poop in the potty! :)
So even though the day didn't really go as planned and would've made a great episode on a sit-com, it's ok. As I watched Beau play in the tub and got to tuck the other two into bed, I was reminded how much I love my little family, bodily fluids and all!!
