My poor Lucas, 1st he wakes up extra early from a bad dream. Poor guy was even shaking, I have never seen him like that. So we snuggled in bed till it was time to get up and get Damon ready for school.
Once we finally got out of the house and got Damon all the way to school I look back and my Lukie was fast asleep. I knew right then that he was most likely getting sick, cause what 5 year old falls asleep in the car at 8 in the morning, not mine!
We pulled into the driveway and Lucas woke up and told me he wasn't feeling good, so I lifted him out of the car to carry him into the house. When my babies don't feel good they love to lay in my bed and watch TV, so I asked Lucas if that is what he would like to do and he said yes. I get all the way to my side of my bed and he coughs and then vomits all over me (zero warning!) I try to squeeze him against me so that none of it gets on my nice comforter (success!!). Sweet little boy didn't want it to get all over either so he was holding his arms against him so that it would all stay on him. Bless his little heart.....yeah OK now is when the love story comes to a halt.....I HATE THROW UP!! I throw up more from throwing up cause I cant stand it! So needless to say I was dry heaving and throwing up in my mouth, I had tears coming down my face cause I was trying not to throw up on my child! I felt so bad, this little angel is sitting on my bed, with an arm FULL of puke trying his hardest to not get it on my bed, while his dumb shit mom is gagging and trying to turn the fan on, which I then blow straight on him cause I HAD to get the smell moving on out or Lucas was going to get more throw up on him and not his own!
I felt so bad: fan blowing on him, covered in throw up and his neurotic mom apologizing over and over trying to convince him that everything is OK "mommy needs to catch my breath wait here a sec, I will be right back, don't move".
Needless to say I get his clothes off of him, not a spot on my bed!!! Woohooo UNTIL I say OK Lucas move up there some on the bed. As he starts to, I see he has some vomit on his hands that he proceeds to put right down on my sheets. Guess I couldn't salvage my bedding after all.
Poor guy, that added a couple more years of counseling to his already piling up list of things he is going to need counseling for!
WOW I should look in the mirror before leaving the house!
If you are like me, a mom, I am sure you have looked in the mirror at the end of the day only to notice that mysterious something in your hair, on your shirt (thinking gosh everyone has been staring at my boob all day, cause I have something on it.....nice!!), in your teeth, on the side of your nose, or on your butt. Because you were to busy this morning making lunches, warming the kids clothes in the dryer, because it is cold and the kids get the snuggly warm feeling when there clothes have been warmed in the dryer (yes I do do that!), cleaned up the spilt Orange Juice on the carpet, started the car so it is warm, made your husband his to-go cup of coffee, reminded the kids for the ump-tenth time to put there lunches in their back-packs, warmed up a to go breakfast because of course no one wanted to get up in time to eat breakfast, remembered "oh crap what I am going to throw on, will anyone notice I haven't showered?", stepped on a race car, cried a little, gave the kids there vitamins, took a look around.....but forgot to look in the mirror. Well I have, more than I would like to admit. I think I am starting to develop an underlying self esteem problem now! I am terrified to get out of my car, knowing I am sure I have something stuck somewhere and everyone is going to laugh at me!Yeah, that's me.....Traci mom to 2......well 3 if you count my husband! I love to write, and why not do it about my everyday life of being a mom, it is funny, a little inspirational, and most of you can relate or not, who cares. I am sure there is a million of these sites out there, but hey I have to try to get a hold of this self esteem issue, so I am going to say "well there is no one like me!". WOW I feel better......a little. So I am doing this site, or whatever it is called, for me to write, you to write and comment, and for all of us to have fine and dandy time. Let me just clarify a few things: I am a terrible speller! I know there is spell check and it is my best friend, but spelling and grammar are not my forte.....changing diapers, making beds, making lunches, holding throw-up buckets, wiping butts, noses, mouths and hands.....now that's my forte. If you feel the need to correct me that's fine, but you are doing it for yourself because I am not going to listen, nor do I have the time to go and fix it. :)
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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