8 days. 8 days back at full day preschool and Katie is sick again.
Me: Katie - are you ok? Do you feel like you're going to throw up
Katie - NO I feel fine
Me -Are you sure?
Katie - I want to go upstairs and lay in bed (never a good sign)
Me - ok Katie - let's go
Katie - Carry me
Me - of course
we get to the top of the stairs and she says in a rush
I WANT BABA TO STAY ON YOUR BED
that's when I knew we were screwed.
My immediate reaction was to throw Baba far away from us out of the line of fire (success)
As I'm turning to try to get her into the bathroom - she proceeds to throw up all over me and her while screaming I DON'T HAVE TO THROW UP.
Not sure if you have experience with this, but when your child is talking while puking, it does something to the volume and direction of the puke which makes a ridiculous mess.
Now, I have a bowl of cereal all over me, the floor, (my bare foot) and Katie (baba was saved due to our combined quick thinking)
Inside I'm screaming EW EW EW EW EW GROSS
outside I'm saying, it's ok Katie as I stroke her puke filled hair and trying to clean her up to make her not embarrassed.
We strip down, I clean her up - put her in bed and get ready to clean up the breakfast mess.
My day continued like this for awhile.
Not sure if it's cause she's little or what, but there is no way for me to get her to puke into a "bucket" or anything because she freaks out and insists she's ok and then it's just too late.
So, I put towels on the floor in hopes that we could aim any future puke there. My only warning when she would actually throw up was if she suddenly threw Baba away from her.
We always tell her, if you are going to spit up (throw up) get Baba out of the way so we don't have to take him away to clean him - she takes this seriously which is super helpful - cause he's the only thing that makes her feel better.
I spent the afternoon, watching for her to push Baba away - grabbing one of the towels near me and basically creating a towel bowl for her to throw up into. We even succeeded one time to having her aim it off over the couch onto a stack of towels I had put there for that purpose.
She hates puking so much that she tries really hard NOT to - which just makes it worse - and I had a hard time not laughing at how much she kept insisting she didn't have to throw up - even in the middle of a long puke.
Then she was hungry, thirsty and sad - and I couldn't give her food.
I finally gave her some saltines cause she was pitiful and told her to eat them slow - she took one bite every 2 mins - and small sips of water.
Yeah, I got that on me about a half hour later on the way to bed.
Here's what I've learned/realized over the past few days:
1) I hate Puke
2) I hate puke a little less when it's my kid
3) I'm really good at catching puke in a towel
4) I'm really good at pretending not to care about vomit being on me to make her feel better
when realistically, I'm dying inside
6) Saying you don't have to throw up, while you are throwing up only makes the situation worse
7) Having a sad 3 year old crying for water in the middle of the night and not being able to give it to
her because she'll throw it up has got to be the worst, awful feeling in the world.
8) Asking her to take small sips when all she wants to do is chug it - makes me cry because I know she's thirsty and hungry
9) Not being able to do anything about how uncomfortable she is makes me cry
10) My husband is a rockstar for sleeping on the floor next to her bed to try to make her feel better
I would have been a hysterical mess every time she asked for water or cried.
11) I was NOT prepared for just how often my kids would get sick being at daycare....
They are at the doctors office now - let's hope for some sort of diagnosis and medicine