Monday, December 16, 2013

Luckily we have extra sheets

Poor poor Katelyn.  I should have known that something was wrong.  When a 2 year old tells you there is an owie in her tummy, she wants to snuggle, and doesn't mind you watching Julia Child...something is up.  She had a long weekend, and didn't fall asleep until almost 10:00 last night, so I thought she was just tired...I. was. wrong.

I started to carry her upstairs enjoying the snuggly toddler in my arms.  I displayed her cuddly cuteness to Al and walked longingly passed the mirror to see the snuggled in kiddo with her head on my shoulder.  Then it happened.

Half way up the stairs she puked.  By the time we reached the top, she had puked again.  By the time we were in the bathroom a third time.  At this point my cardigan, turtleneck, and bra were soaked in puke.  I just stood in the shower while she continued puking.  While Al gathered a bucket and vomit filled my socks, I looked at myself in the mirror...not so cute anymore.

K and I took a bath together, and she went to bed.  She's already been up once sick all over her bed.  Tonight will be a long night...luckily we have extra sheets.