Posted April 29, 2014on:
As a parent, there are tons of gross things that we all have to deal with.
Getting pee’d on.
Cleaning up leaking pee.
Poop that falls out of a diaper.
Chewed up food.
I can tolerate all of those things, except vomit. I can’t do vomit.
Yesterday, M vomited. Not only was it just vomit, it was projectile vomit. It was almost “The Exorcist” like, projectile vomit. It had range. It was substance. It had smell.
Ugh. The smell.
I can’t do the vomit smell. I makes me want to vomit too!
I’m so glad I hadn’t eaten dinner yet when this occured.
Of course, she was sitting on my lap the whole time this vomit-fest occurred, so we were both pretty much soaked in grossness.
Even SHE thought it was gross. She would shake hands and whine to get all the ickiness off of her. So disgusting.
Toddlers do a lot of disgusting things that appear to be very normal to them. If a toddler thinks it’s disgusting, then it MUST be disgusting.
M and I both jumped into the shower immediately and I let me iron-stomached Hubby take care of the clean up. Thank God for my Hubby. He’s always willing to deal with the vomit.
I think M finally caught the bug that’s been going around lately. That bug I’ve been so desperately trying to fight has finally caught up to us. I’m still not 100% better, and she’s starting to have fevers.
Poor kid. This year has just been one virus after another.
Will it ever end?