These are the days they don't tell you about when you become a parent.
I already knew it was going to be a tough day. William was off of school and my to-do list was long.
Then I walked into Katherine's room and instantly the smell hit me like a ton of bricks.
"Go get the phone!" I yelled to William.
It happened. Throwup did not forget to stop at our house this winter.
I called Brian, who had left the house not a minute earlier. He turned around and came home, knowing full well that caring for a puking one-year-old while also trying not to cross-contaminate a nursing newborn would be near impossible for even the superest of Super Moms.
We white-knuckled our way through the day.
William and Lucy each complained of aches and pains and tummyaches but Throwup did not pay them a visit. Thank you, Jesus, for this act of compassion.
These are the days you don't think of when you say, Hey, let's have four kids!
But we survived the day and collapsed on the couch. Unfortunately we collapsed on the couch to watch the season finale of Downton Abbey. That did not provide relief on my anxious heart.
Early this morning William's dark figure stood at my bedside. For a minute I thought I might need to get the clean up crew back to work.
"I feel better, Mom!"
And so went our morning. Two off to school. Two down for a morning nap. And me, the Today Show and a lot of steaming coffee.
Yes, today will be better.
I already knew it was going to be a tough day. William was off of school and my to-do list was long.
Then I walked into Katherine's room and instantly the smell hit me like a ton of bricks.
"Go get the phone!" I yelled to William.
It happened. Throwup did not forget to stop at our house this winter.
I called Brian, who had left the house not a minute earlier. He turned around and came home, knowing full well that caring for a puking one-year-old while also trying not to cross-contaminate a nursing newborn would be near impossible for even the superest of Super Moms.
We white-knuckled our way through the day.
William and Lucy each complained of aches and pains and tummyaches but Throwup did not pay them a visit. Thank you, Jesus, for this act of compassion.
These are the days you don't think of when you say, Hey, let's have four kids!
But we survived the day and collapsed on the couch. Unfortunately we collapsed on the couch to watch the season finale of Downton Abbey. That did not provide relief on my anxious heart.
Early this morning William's dark figure stood at my bedside. For a minute I thought I might need to get the clean up crew back to work.
"I feel better, Mom!"
And so went our morning. Two off to school. Two down for a morning nap. And me, the Today Show and a lot of steaming coffee.
Yes, today will be better.
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