Rotten Tummy–Icky Stuff
Today is a Mommy Lucas Day, since it’s Friday and there’s no preschool. We had big plans for today, including a morning trip to the gym and then a visit with Gordon and Kimberlee Dawn at Fair Oaks park. Lucas woke up feeling really cheerful, but at breakfast he hardly ate his favorite cereal, Honey Bunches of Oats, and complained his tummy was “rotten.” He asked me to kiss it. He was pretty whiny, so I was trying to jolly him along into his clothes, packing a snack so he wouldn’t get hungry at the park and getting into my workout clothes.
Lucas balked at putting on a pull-up and pants and very soon threw up twice on the kitchen floor. I guess his stomach really did feel rotten. He seemed to cheer up after some sips of water. We finished getting dressed and then went outside to watch the tractor/Scoop-type loader and the county truck pick up the huge stacks of junk in front of everyone’s houses for neighborhood cleanup day. When we came inside he said, “Mommy kiss me!” and threw up in the entryway.
It’s now 2:00 pm and he’s down for a nap. It’s been maybe three hours since his last vomit–six times so far today. Poor baby. We’ve both changed clothes three times. Once he managed to do it into the toilet. Two other times in his crib and my bed. I feel so bad for him when he gets ill. There’s really so little a mother can do. Except get barfed upon and clean everything up.
I hope he sleeps well and wakes up feeling better. At least his mood has been pretty cheerful, all things considered. The sun is shining outside and it’s a beautiful day. Maybe later he’ll be able to play in the back yard.
