Sick Baby

We had a bit of a rough time last night. Collin walked into my bedroom at 12:30 am and told me he was sick, I didn’t pay much attention until I realized that the front of his shirt was soaked. “Oh no! He’s puked!” I thought. I hate dealing with throw-up. Especially because little people can never seem to make it into the toilet or a convenient garbage can. Not much to do but clean the mess up and tuck Collin back into bed. But for the next couple of hours I was continually woken up every fifteen minutes by my little man to be informed that he didn’t feel well. So most of the evening was me standing next to him while he tried to puke into the toilet. Never puked again, but I should have made him a little bed next to my big bed like my mother did for me when I was young. Would have saved me a lot of frustration from getting in and out of bed with him, I think he really just needed his mom’s comfort. Things are better this morning. No sign of puking and only a slight fever. Thank goodness! I’m also a little bummed this morning because our lovely weather we had for the last few days is going away. We were in the forties and the sun was out and I was actually able to go outside for a walk for the first time in forever. I had forgotten how beneficial fresh air is. When it’s been below zero and wind-chill of -20, you typically only go outside to get to your car and out of your car to walk into your destination. Anyway, it made me realize how much I am really looking forward to the spring. I envy all of the Arizona living people right now! Enjoy your weather and the fresh air!