another uffda

Today was far from productive. Usually I would be at work from 8:00-4:30, pick up my kiddo, and then head home to cook dinner. Well, that wasn't the case today.

David and I were sound asleep until we heard Brodey crying at about 1:30. I got up feeling pretty groggy wondering what could possibly be wrong. I thought maybe he had fallen out of his bed or something but when I walked into his dark room he was sitting up in bed. I turned on his lamp and turned to look at him and noticed that he was sweaty and choking bag back something. That something was vomit. He had thrown up down the front of him, on a good portion of his bedding and wasn't finished. SO I got him up to take him to the bathroom... we didn't make it there. Thankfully Dad got up and hung out with him while he took a shower and while I cleaned up the mess. I changed his sheets and shoved everything that he had puked on into a garbage bag. We got him out of the shower, got him into some clean jammies, and laid him back down. He fell back to sleep without any problem.

David and I were sound asleep until we heard Brodey crying at about 3:00 a.m. I got up and ran into his room to find that he had thrown up again in his bed while sleeping on his side. I got him up quickly noticing that he possibly wasn't done and he finished up in the toilet. I laid him on the couch and yet again stripped his bed, shoving everything he had puked on into another garbage bag for washing. I ended up having to handwash his favorite blanket because he wouldn't sleep without it so a good portion of a corner was damp but would have to do.

David was sound asleep and I wasn't. Brodey finally fell back asleep and I was so worried that he was going to puke again that I just pulled my body pillow out to the living room where I watched Fraiser (is that how it's spelled?) until I dozed off on the couch. I ended up calling in to work to let them know that my son had been up a good part of the night throwing up and that I wouldn't be in.

Brodey finally woke up to find that a good majority of bedding was gone. Grammy had come by at about 6:30 a.m. to pick up the bedding so it could be washed. We don't have a washer and dryer and I could hardly take Brodey to the laundry mat but he desperately needed his blanket. He was so upset that he didnt have and he was so upset that his dad had already left for work and couldn't get a hold of him over the phone. So he spent the majority of the day sitting on the couch with his substitute blanket next to his momma. (Grammy did bring him back his blankie and he was so happy :) )

Nap time came.
He napped.
I hopped on facebook.
I napped.
and 3.5 hours after he went down... I woke him up.

Right now. I think he is feeling better. I was able to get him to drink some applejuice and eat a little cereal. He held our bunny and then painted a couple of pictures which tells me he is getting his energy back. he hasn't thrown up since last night (thank you god!), his fever has broke, and the runs aren't as runny :) I just pray that he continues to feel better. It is more work worrying about him than it is taking care of him for sure. I also pray that I don't get it because I have no idea how the flu would mess with the little girl in my belly. I could imagine that it would put some stress on her so lets just pray that doesn't happen ok?

SO yes. another uffda. Taking care of my sweet Brodey has been quite the draining experience today. At the same time I was able to bond with him. He rarely wants to just sit with me but today he kept asking me if I wanted to snuggle with him. So often does he talk back to me, hit at me, and yell at me so for him to reach to me the way he did was reassuring :)

Well I suppose I'll put an end to this touching puke story :) Hope everyone has had a great week so far.

Peace!

"C"aren