This past weekend went FAST..........the girls had soccer on Saturday morning while I taught a kids class at MLPA from 11-1, and then took a really great class from 1:30 - 3:30 that I will be teaching at a convention in a few months for the store.
When I got home we all went out to dinner to this place called Max and Irma's (where the tortilla soup is to.die.for.) After dinner we saw Horton Hears a Who in the movie theatre (Jen's first time at the movies and she did GREAT!!!!) After that we went to check out a truck at the Ford dealership that Ron is looking to buy sooner rather than later. Got home. Girls in bed. Fold some laundry. Clean up the kitchen. Off to bed cause I was tuckered out.
Then....at 2:12 AM......I heard something in my sleep. Sounded very much like Jennifer screaming "MOMMY!!!" at the top of her lungs. I tried to turn over and dream of something other than one of my kids screaming bloody murder at me, but it was still there. I cracked my eyeballs open and listened for a second....and I heard it again. So I went to investigate. Steph was sound asleep sawing logs in her room. I went down the hall to Jen's room and cracked the door.
And that's when it hit me.
OH MY GOD!!! What in heaven's name is THAT SMELL!!! I faintly saw Jen sitting up in her bed looking up at me with her hands out in the front of her, so I reached around in the hallway and turned the hall light on to get a closer look.
It took a second to register.
Why is Jen sitting in her bed with food all over her hands?
And why does Jen have food all over her face?
And why does it smell like throw up in here?????
Then I fully woke up and realized that Jen had indeed threw up all over herself, her hands, her bed, her pillows, her blankies.......everything. And she was shaking her throw up hands at me as if to say "Ummmm......lady......can you stop staring at me with that glazed look on your face and get me cleaned up, please?"
So she had a bath at 2:15 AM. Ron threw the sheets and pillow cases in the washer and I got her all snuggled back in bed in the "puterator room" (computer room) in the spare bed.
We all settled back in bed and then 15 minutes later I heard a faint "mommy" again.
I went to check on her and sure enough, more throw up.
But this time we were in luck! It was only on her and not on the bed! This was great because we were running out of bed options at this point. Poor Steph...her bed would have been next.
So Jen got bath #2 at 2:34 AM.
Ron rinsed out the second set of jammies and I dressed her in the 3rd set of jammies. When I was tucking her into the spare bed again, Ron asked her if she wanted him to sleep with her and she siad YES! Big treat in our house........one thing we NEVER do is sleep with the kids. Only once with Steph when she was running a very high fever. So......off I went to bed while they snuggled in the "puterator room".
I woke up at about 8:30 AM on Sunday when I heard Jen giggling in the hallway. When I ran into Ron a few minutes later he said that Jen threw up a third time in the trash can in the "puterator room" and that she was up bright and early at about 6:15 AM. I missed all of this cause I was out like a light.
Needless to say, Jen was her old self on Sunday. We had great weather. Ron fixed up our bikes, put air in the tires, and hooked up the baby seat on the back of his. We rode around the block a few times while Steph roller-skated with us, and then rode her bike around once for good measure. The girls jumped on the trampoline for awhile, and played on the swing set for a bit. No more throw up.
At least no more throw up so far at 9:02 PM.