Sunday, November 4, 2007

Mysterious Vomit

Last night Tommy and Joey were being way too rowdy right before dinner so I separated them. Tommy was to sit on the big, cushy chair and Joey was to sit on the big, cushy couch and no one was to bother mummy for at least 2 minutes so that I could feed Ben, finish dinner, and start the third load of laundry.

All of a sudden I heard crying and Joey was saying, "What's wrong Tommy? Are you just so sick? Did you throw up? Is that so gross?" HUH?? I ran into the living room and sure enough, there was vomit all over Tommy and all over the chair. "I bomit mumma!" Tommy told me. "I see that. Are you okay?" I asked him. "Uh-huh."

Great. Here comes the flu. Now Joe will be puking, and then Ben will be puking. It will be a virtual puke fest.

I cleaned up the mess, changed Tommy, finished feeding Ben, gave the boys their dinner, and changed Ben's diaper, all the while waiting for the next vomit episode. I wasn't even sure if I should give Tommy any dinner so soon after "the bomit", but he insisted he was hungry. The boys ate their dinner, and nothing. The boys played together, and nothing. I followed Tommy around with a puke bucket despite his insisting on being better. Every time he paused or became still for a moment, I lunged with the bucket. Still nothing.

Now it is the next day and I am still waiting, afraid to even think it was a fluke. Like maybe the minute I admit it was a fluke all the boys will start puking at once. "Ha HA! We fooled you! We really ARE sick!"
For now, I guess I'll just keep hoping it was some rare kind of spontaneous vomit.

And yes, I did just write a whole post about vomit. And, you're welcome.

7 comments:

Karen said...

I, too, follow my kids around with a bucket when they have the flu. How strange this whole "motherhood" thing is.

Just happened upon your blog, but it made me laugh. I'll be back.

painted maypole said...

i sure hope it was just a fluke! blech!

Family Adventure said...

I know this SO WELL. The following around with bucket scenario. Holding your breath for hours - literally - while waiting for the next situation.

I don't dare give you false hope, but it could be that he was simply so wound up from crazy play. I am crossing fingers for ya.

Heidi

Kellan said...

"A rare kind of spontaneous vomit" - cute and I hope that's all it was. Cute post - have a good day.

Beck said...

He might have just choked a bit and thrown up because of that. Which is sort of a scary scenario, too, now that I think about it...

Kathryn said...

Tommy has a habit of sticking his finger in his mouth and sometimes going too far, so I thought that might also be the reason he threw up. I asked him if he was doing that and he said, "uh-huh". Who knows? I asked Joey if Tommy was sticking his hand in his mouth and he said, "no" too. It remains a mystery.

Be Inspired Always said...

That certainly is a mystery. It's probably because he was just to overheated and wound up. Glad it was just a one time thing.




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