And she just wants mummy’s boobies. I’m cool with that. Human milk has got antibodies and other germ/virus fighting properties (or so I heard but what do I know?) so I’m more than happy to play Moomoo Cow to ease her crankiness and hopefully flush the nasty little buggers out of her teeny tiny tummy.
Aren’t I the tender loving momma?
…And then she had to projectile vomit on me.
Gahhhhh!!!
And just when I think she’s done…
Arghhhh!!!
Bits are coming out of her nose. A pool of vomit on the change table, on the floors, everywhere.
(I’d totally understand if you X away now. I won’t take it against you. Thanks for listening. I love you my faithful reader.)
So anyway I tried to catch some of the yuckers but no towels within my reach.
So what do I do?
WTF do I do?
Take off my shirt of course.
It’s already got vomit on it so might as well use the damn thing to catch the rest of it right?
What can I say? I have grace under pressure. Snort.
Picture this:
Crying baby on the change table, full of vomit and snot and me topless frantically trying to clean up the shitmess of vomit using my own shirt.
Sexy huh?
No?
Yeah, I thought so too.
The things we do as a mother. Good thing my daughter is still little and hopefully won’t remember much of this *ahem* bizarre incident.
I seriously think I at least deserve to be in the running for this year’s Mother of the Year Award.
Seriously!
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You certainly do!! The things we do for our kids! Crikey!xx
You are a super Mum!Next time use your cape (it'll catch more).Hugs hugs and more hugs, I hope it's over soon.
Oh love, I've done that before. Not a sexy look at all. (my other unsexy look? cleaning the bathtub in a bra and 3/4 pants, while 38 weeks pregnant)I hope she's better soon. Also hoping you don't catch it. xx
OMG you totally have my vote!
hehehehe
I agree , my vote is cast !"You are a super Mum!Next time use your cape (it'll catch more)."Poor baby I hope she feels better soon and you escape it.
Wish I could pass a big, warm, absorbent towel across the hemispheres to mop up all your troubles. My oldest had a dairy allergy as a baby and I was ALWAYS the recipient of the projectile vomit. Always.
Gross! You get my vote!