So Andrew had a great day yesterday. Short nap, no runs, not even close to throwing up. Sure, he didn't eat ANYTHING all day. That should have been my clue. He woke up SCREAMING at 6 am. I run in and he's got puke all over his face, in his eyes, nose, etc. Poor little baby. Thank God he sleeps face down, because he obviously did this while sleeping. Even sadder than poor baby waking up sick...he had exploded out of his diaper much earlier in the night. That mess was dried already. I swear I never heard a peep out of him. How can you sleep like that???
My dear hubby cleaned up the mess, while I cleaned up Andrew and myself. Andrew took much more work. But after soaking in a tub for a half-hour he seems quite perky. A little clingy. He's actually watching Finding Nemo with Daddy right now (I've already seen it twice this week!)
Anyway, apologies for my last whiny post. Kate and Colin should stay hundreds of miles away from Andrew. As should Memere and Pepere. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.
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I am so sorry to see that Andrew is going through this! You know, Alec had this when he was about Andrews age and my mom swears to this day that it had to do with his molars coming in. Do you know if they could be coming through?
I hate the sick kids part of being a parent!!
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