May 5, 2012
Stomach Ache

I've hardly had time to take pictures, let alone update the blog recently. It's been a rather busy couple of weeks at work, complete with inconvenient hardware problems and quite a number of large software updates being rolled out. But at least we missed our annual spring "Pukefest" celebration, right?

 

Apparently better late than never. Elizabeth took me to the Museum of Nature on Thursday. Then she only ate half her snack. Cue the ominous music while oblivious Mom and happy child waltz across the lobby. Elizabeth didn't want to see the dinosaurs but insisted we head to the parking lot to wait for Daddy. The music gets a little more insistent. But Elizabeth yelled for the echo in the entranceway, ran around "across the bridges" (ie along various curbs and different colours of pavement), stacked rocks and generally acted completely normal while waiting. Then she was quiet in the car. I'm not entirely sure what prompted me to ask her whether her tummy hurt while opening the door but she opened her mouth to answer and out came breakfast, lunch and snack everywhere. Sidenote: I've been mourning my recent lack of ability to eat bananas (they cause severe itchiness and my throat gets swollen), but I think I'm over that now.

 

Anyway, Elizabeth threw up from about 5:30pm until 2am. Then once more at 4am, to bring her total to fifteen and way under last year's record. I moved a Thermarest into her room so Daddy could get some sleep, but it's pretty hard to sleep if you have to rinse the bucket every twenty minutes.

 

They talk about important developmental milestones that make a big difference to parental quality of life such as sleeping through the night and potty training. Those are indeed amazing milestones. But the ability to throw up into a receptacle rather than all over your sheets, yourself and your mother might be my favourite yet. Last year she was still pushing bucket away on the theory it might make the throwing up stop. Nearly every episode needed a new set of sheets, pjs and a rinse in the tub.

 

So this year was SO much better. Of course, it helps that neither Brendan nor I have succumbed to the bug. Hopefully it stays that way!


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On May 9, 2012 at 05:07 pm
Rachel @ Grasping for Objectivity said:
Oh NO. There is nothing, NOTHING worse. I am so sorry!!



And yes, being able to throw up in a bucket is wonderful, not that we've reached that yet.
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On May 10, 2012 at 09:25 pm
Mary @ Parenthood said:
After moping around all day Friday, mostly sleeping or lying down and "too tired" to play, Elizabeth was starving hungry Saturday morning. Daddy had been strictly rationing the foods and liquids, making sure she didn't put too much into the tummy at one time. But very early in the morning Daddy was sleeping. Elizabeth helped herself to a glass of water. Gulp, gulp, gulp! The inevitable happened shortly thereafter, but she improved rapidly from then on. By late afternoon she felt up to a trip to Home Depot and begging for her breakfast "with milk"! We finally caved at supper time. All better now.


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