Happy, but clingy. During Kidz Cook she actually lay on the floor beneath the table and tried to sleep. She kept saying "Mah tummy hurt" so I kept taking her to the bathroom, but she wouldn't poo. Eventually, I popped her up on my back (NO UP NO UP NO UPPA!!!!!) and figured she'd nap like that.
She didn't. Not 10 minutes after she goes up, I meet up with some people I'd expected to see, tell them that the baby is sleepy "does she look like she's going to sleep?" and... feel something warm all up and down my back.
Luckily, I've read about this, and did not totally freak out. Instead, I calmly asked "Is she throwing up back there?" and *then* made a mad dash for the bathroom. Borrowed a shirt for me, a change of clothes for the baby, and we were good. She seemed to be better - you know how kids are sometimes, they are fine, they get sick and throw up, then they're fine again? - so I decided to stay.
And then she threw up again. No way I'm carrying her on the bus, no flipping way, so I called car service to go home. The car had barely started when it's "STOP THE CAR NOW!!!!" and she's throwing up on the side of the... uh... park. I paid the man then there (the money was in my hand, and I didn't want to ultimately pass him vomit cash) and told him we HAD TO GO HOME NOW, meaning "Speed for all I care", but he drove at a respectable case. She didn't throw up again in the car, which was good.
She fell asleep immediately at home, but only slept for a short time. When she woke up, she sat, smiled... and threw up. This time, I managed to get her to the toilet.
Passed her to her dad. I guess she threw up again, because next time I saw them he said she wasn't feeling any better.
And she threw up at dinner. I didn't attend - I suspected something like this would happen. Apparently it splashed, like at SeaWorld. Ew.
Other than all that, she actually seems pretty put together. She was still happy when I went up after dinner, even if she was miserable about it. Poor baby.
She didn't. Not 10 minutes after she goes up, I meet up with some people I'd expected to see, tell them that the baby is sleepy "does she look like she's going to sleep?" and... feel something warm all up and down my back.
Luckily, I've read about this, and did not totally freak out. Instead, I calmly asked "Is she throwing up back there?" and *then* made a mad dash for the bathroom. Borrowed a shirt for me, a change of clothes for the baby, and we were good. She seemed to be better - you know how kids are sometimes, they are fine, they get sick and throw up, then they're fine again? - so I decided to stay.
And then she threw up again. No way I'm carrying her on the bus, no flipping way, so I called car service to go home. The car had barely started when it's "STOP THE CAR NOW!!!!" and she's throwing up on the side of the... uh... park. I paid the man then there (the money was in my hand, and I didn't want to ultimately pass him vomit cash) and told him we HAD TO GO HOME NOW, meaning "Speed for all I care", but he drove at a respectable case. She didn't throw up again in the car, which was good.
She fell asleep immediately at home, but only slept for a short time. When she woke up, she sat, smiled... and threw up. This time, I managed to get her to the toilet.
Passed her to her dad. I guess she threw up again, because next time I saw them he said she wasn't feeling any better.
And she threw up at dinner. I didn't attend - I suspected something like this would happen. Apparently it splashed, like at SeaWorld. Ew.
Other than all that, she actually seems pretty put together. She was still happy when I went up after dinner, even if she was miserable about it. Poor baby.
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