I awoke from my peaceful dreams to the sound of my 6 year old daughter throwing up in the bathroom. I bound out of my bed into the bathroom to see how she is doing. I go instantly into mommy of a sick child mode.
Me: "Did you throw up in your bed?"
Dear Daughter(DD#1): (coughing and spewing) "No"
Me: "Sure you didn't throw up in your bed"
DD: "Yes"
Whew! I wipe my brow because when we moved to our new place DD#1 went from a full sized bed to a twin and I only have one set of sheets now for that bed and if she threw up in it it would mean either I bring her to my bed or I put her out in the recliner in the living room, or the floor.
Enter DD #2 into the equation.
I hear her in the bedroom. AWAKE! She and I had been sharing a bed since she had been up at 11 to nurse.
Me: "I better go and check on your sister"
(coughing and spewing from DD#1)
I walk into the bedroom to see my 8 month old wide eyed and kicking at the sight of me. With a quick glance over at the alarm clock next to my bed I see that it is only midnight. Much too early for her to be so wide awake. Especially when I really need to be taking care of her sister.
I scoop up the happily awake 8 month old and take her to the bathroom to check on her sister.
(sisters head is still in the toilet)
My youngest who is not well versed in the ways of the world found this sight to be utterly amusing and started laughing. With each forceful vomit of her big sister DD#2 would break forth in gutteral (no pun intended) laughs. My oldest turned her head and looked up, "RACHAEL IT'S NOT FUNNY"
Taking a deep breath I tell DD#1 that I am going to try to put her sister to sleep and let me know if she needs anything.
As I lie in my bed listening to my oldest throw up while attempting to nurse my youngest back to sleep so many thoughts roll through my head.
- I'm such a horrible Mom
- I'm going to have to stay home from work.
- If I stay home from work I can't really keep DD#1 home with me because then I can't really take care of DD#2.
- How am I going to get DD#2 to the babysitters so I can stay home with Kendall.
- I bet their dad is sleeping right now.
- What in this picture would be different if their father and I weren't in the middle of a divorce would he be helping me?
- NO! He'd be sleeping.
- I wonder if I have chicken noodle soup.
- I know I don't have 7up
DD#2 falls asleep and I am able to go in and take care of DD#1 who has by this time returned back to bed with a waste paper basket and has fallen asleep without the help of her Mom. I find myself back in thought.
I'm such a horrible Mom.
NO, I just gave her a crash course lesson it what to do when she's 22.
*sigh*


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2. If the dad was there he'd probably be sleeping anyway ;)
3. Ginger ale, saltines, and pedialyte are must haves at all times. You never know when that stomach bug is going to hit and last thing any mom wants to do is drag a sick kid to the grocery store!
4. Is there anyone in your neighborhood you can make fast friends with. This is one of those times when a friendly mom or neighbor comes in handy. Well, not in the middle of the night, but probably in the morning :)
Hope you are all feeling better!
I've been there with both of my kids spewing. I slept on the couch with the youngest on the floor next to me so that I could hear her about to spew and rush her to the sink to avoid cleaning the mess. The older one returned to his room for his 30 minute reprieve before returning to the bathroom. I'm not a single mom, but a military wife where I play single mom many days a month while husband does Army things away from home. Again, you are a great mom! I agree with Erin, I keep pedialyte pops on hand for these late night bugs. Best wishes, and congrats for getting through it all, and with a good sense of humor after the fact!
The second full day I was sick, my 2 and 4 year olds came down with it, man we were a hurting house. Everyone had a bucket in their bed and when they made a mess of their bed, they just drug their pail and blanket and pillow in to lay in my floor and sleep/watch movies. That night hubby got off work, after working 14 hours a day the whole time we were sick up til now, and he spent his whole weekend taking care of me and the kids. I wish he had taken time off before that when I got sick... but we really did not realize how bad it was gonna get, thought it was just flu.
You can only do what you can do. It sucks, it really does. I hope things have evened out for you now. Enlist your friends- many of them probably want to help but don't know what they can do, so let them know what you need.
You're the Confucius of the Mom Crowd.