So the last couple of days have been days from hell. Yesterday at work went totally fine. It was just really REALLY slow. I had plans last night to have the babysitter stay late, I was going out with a guy I’ve been seeing to meet up with some friends and go do Karaoke. When I pulled into my driveway things started to go wrong. My babysitter texted me telling me that my son had thrown up all over his room. I walked in the house and was elbows deep in cleaning up vomit and getting my son cleaned up. I felt so bad for the kid. He had the shivers and his tummy was not doing so great.
In the middle of me cleaning up the puke all over my sons floor, my date showed up. In all the panic I forgot to call and inform him of the situation at hand. I got my son all tucked in with a blanket, a bucket, and some cartoons in his child size recliner. When I went to tell my date what was going on the babysitter offered to stay so I could still go out. I had a gut feeling that I should stay home but he was already doing so much better and was sleeping on the couch. If he had had a fever or something I probably would’ve stayed home. I wish I had. I went out and had fun with my friends. But when I got home, I found my son asleep on the couch and a pile of vomit on the living room floor. I went to wake up the babysitter to pay her and send her home. At this point Andrew woke up. I checked his temp again and it was normal. He apologized for puking on the floor “I tried to make it to the trash can but the puke was to fast”. I had to explain to him that he was never going to be in trouble for getting sick. It happens and there is nothing you can do about it. I got him resettled in for the night and put on more cartoons for him to fall asleep to. This repeated every hour and a half for the rest of the night. This morning he felt just fine and was happy go lucky off to school! His teacher even called me today to tell me what an amazing day he had!!!
My day was spent organizing the freezer at work and putting away our truck while listening to my driver bitch about all of the other drivers that worked yesterday. Then the headache kicked in, then the stomach ache, added into my lack of sleep did not make for a great day at work. My work day finally ended. I had to go to the store and order the birthday cake for the party this weekend. I called Andrews Bio mom to fill her in on last nights events and party plans. And then I came home to a house that smelled like vomit. I spent the next hour scrubbing floors and praying that I didn’t puke because of the smell. I need a nap. The smell is gone, Andrew will be home from school soon. But I am beyond ready for a nap.
Being a Mom is HARD 