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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Mommy and Amelia Day

The way today started, and the way today ended, couldn't possibly be more opposite. Graham was spending the day with Grandma which meant Amelia and I were on our own. I had big plans for us...mostly shopping with a stop for lunch with Uncle Peter and Miles. Amelia was unusually quiet all morning and refused food. I couldn't figure out what was wrong though because at that point, she was still in a pretty good mood. She refused to eat even a single bite of lunch and when the meal ended and I went to take her out of the highchair, I was met with the explosive diaper of all explosive diapers. I rushed her into the bathroom and quickly realized that her outfit was not salvageable. Miles was kind enough to share his onesie with her so at least she was wearing something more than a diaper. I got her home, put her down for a nap and was quickly summoned back to her room for another diaper issue. Right up until bedtime, the day continued just like that for Miss Amelia.

About 4:30 I got a call from my Mom letting me know that Graham had thrown up all over the backseat of the car...lovely. At the time, he was acting fine, so we wondered if perhaps he was just carsick. As luck would have it, no, Graham was not just carsick. It's currently after 8 pm and I've lost track of how many times he's thrown up. Between all of Amelia's messy clothes, Graham's messy clothes, and all the towels, sheets, and blankets we've been grabbing to contain these messes, our washing machine is on over drive. We've got piles of towels outside of each bedroom so when we're called for, we can be armed when we run in.

I'm expecting tomorrow to be interesting. Both kids went to bed clearly miserable and wanting to do nothing other than be held. That's not a problem when both Mommy and Daddy are home. I'm not quite sure how things will play out when only one parent is available for two needy toddlers. Wish us all luck!

Amelia...pre-stomach flu

1 comments:

Kris Greer said...

Poor baby dolls! Feel better quickly!