Monday, January 11, 2010

I Shoulda Known

There it was...a little voice calling out..."Mommy, Mommmmeeee I peed in my panties. Mommmmmmeeeeee I peed my panties in the bed. Can you help me?" It was 2 a.m., my REM was irrevocably interrupted. Oh BUGGER! So, I dragged myself up and out of bed, pulled her carefully out of bed, begging her to BE QUIET so she didn't wake up her brother. We got off her wet jammies and panties, put on a diaper and I broke my own rule and brought her to bed with me. I was NOT about to attempt bed changing on a freaking day bed at 2 a.m. Besides, I tragically only own one pair of sheets for her bed. Ooops! You may be wondering why in the world she was in panties for bedtime, as she's only been in the potty trained world for like 5 minutes. Well, if you have not had the "pleasure" of really, REALLY knowing and iteracting with Maggie, then you don't realize that I have a very, very, VERY, VERY stubborn child. She is literally offended when we suggest a diaper to her anymore. Her immediate reaction is.."NO, only panties." So, after I'd suggested, suggested, begged, TOLD her she needed a diaper for bedtime because it was a long night, and she indignantly told me NO that only panties would do, I gave in. I decided to "trust" her, OR just prove my point and maybe she'd learn from it. Hence the urinary wake up call of 2 a.m. So, that's how my day was gonna be, and I should have just taken that cue and stayed in bed. But NO, I dained to try and be productive.




Up with the kids now, Maggie is extra whiney, Max is still pouring snot, a little warm and clingy. Brooklyn showed up and was complaining that her tummy really hurt. The girls were at eachothers throats from the moment they saw eachother, like screechy alley cats. OY! Somehow we got through breakfast, a poopy diaper and some Little Einsteins. Put Max down for his nap and got into the shower, 'cause dangit we were gonna go somewhere, get something done. Meanwhile, Brooklyn has a bout of the poops and calls for me to help her out. Normally I'm not so bothered by poop, wiping, etc but for some reason this morning, I was holding back the barf. I, of the never nausius, never barf club was feeling the urge. I SHOULD have taken THAT as a sign that something was off. But no, I heeded not the warning. So, after MUCH ridiculousness we got loaded in the car and headed out to Costco, I was on a mission.




The entire car ride there Brooklyn was writhing in the back seat, moaning and crying about how her tummy was hurting. I was a little nervous, but figured we'd make it. I kept telling her to hang on, as soon as we got there we'd go potty. Max was quietly sitting in his seat, I thought things were under control. But alas, NO! Literally, just as I turned into "the Costco" Maggie let out a whimper and said "I spit". I said "you spit?" "No I can't spit." Which was followed by a loud gushing sound, the sound of vomit projecting out and about my "non sick" child. Yep, Maggie had just barfed all over herself and carseat. And my poor girl had NO IDEA what was happening. This is literally only the second time she has ever barfed. She just kept saying, "Oh, oh, it's in my nose. Oh no, it on my necklace, it on my glasses." "Mommy why did that happen?" Needless to say, I immediatly turned around and headed home, Costco would have to wait for another day. The entire drive home Brooklyn sounded like she was gonna die, crying for her mommy, complaining about her tummy. Maggie was grossing out in her mess and Max just happily jabbered. Seriously, what a mess. And, because I am the meanest Mommy EVER, I totally pulled out the camera (YES, it DOES stay in my purse at all times) and took a couple of pics before I got her out of the car.



Her shirt was pretty much completely covered, the necklace had it everywhere, and her pants were gonners too. The carseat, SICK!!! I took it out, hosed it down, took the cover off and threw it in the washer. I'm not complaining, really I'm not. I mean, to think that this is only the second time my kid has barfed ever, and I've NEVER had to deal with poo blowout diapers ever, I'm lucky. But for real, no one should EVER have to deal with human waste in any form, it's just gross.





The good news is, all seem to have recovered. Brooklyn stopped the crying and whining as soon as we opened up Maggies new baby doll (gift from gramma), Maggie felt better after a bath (thank you very much Auntie Tracie) and Max felt better after I held him and loved him and fed him. All are down for naps now, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that there are no repeat moments later this afternoon.



But, I SHOULDA KNOWN it wasn't gonna be my day when a little voice woke me up at 2 a.m.





Pukes and poops,


Allyson

11 comments:

LanaBanana said...

EW!! From the peed sheets, to the poop in the toilet (thank goodness it was there), to the barf on the carseat. EW EW EW. I hate all of it. So sorry. Awful.

Mel said...

yuck! I can handle anything but vomit. The only times Miss O barfs, she barfs on me. It's usually when I'm borderline barfy myself. ugh. The worst!
Maybe Maggie barfed because she's so distraught to be missing Iris's Birthday party. ;)

jen said...

Luckily it was contained in the carseat. What if . . .
I dasn't go there.

erin said...

OH.MY.GOSH.

Melissa said...

You are a great story teller.

But one oh my worst fears is my children throwing up. It scares me!

Melissa said...

Poor thing! Hope all is going better. Love your new family pic, too!

azandersens said...

I know how you feel, sister. Only I don't take pics of barf. :)

Greg and Tammy said...

Yucky Magucky. I hate car seat throw ups the MOST because cleaning those darn car seats takes a masters degree and a doctorate in patience. Hate them.

✩Molly✩ said...

wow. Rough day... i mean, wow. Here's hoping this week is better...

ashley wright said...

MAN WHAT A DAY HUH?!!!? Youre a trooper!! I would've taken a picture too Im sure.

Wes and I love your cute family! You bring so much sunshine to those around you!!

ashley wright :)

Steph said...

Bleah! So so sorry. That is the worst! I don't change sheets in the middle of the night either--I throw a couple of folded towels over the wet ones and put a dry blanket on the bed. Lazy, I know, but works until morning. Hope everyone is well soon!