I woke up several hours ago and realized I could hear Noah kicking in
his crib. He wasn't yelling so I went back to sleep.
About 30 minutes later I woke up needing to use the potty and while up
I heard Noah still kicking and squacking a bit. So I went in to see
him. My repsonse?
"Shane! Come quick!"
Noah had puked over what seemed himself, his whole bed, up and down
the wall and he had a full diaper of diareah.
I got Noah cleaned up as best I could then have him a bath. Shane
cleaned up his bed. Poor guy was gaging. He hates vomit.
Then I played with Noah in his room and have him water in a syringe
every 10 minutes for about a half hour or so.
He's back in bed now, as am I (writing this on my phone). However, I
can now hear Lilly starting to cry.
I think I might be done sleeping for the night. Either way, it looks
like I'll have to call my boss and be a no show for todays Manager
Meeting. I can't leave a pukey Heart Transplant toddler and a
preschooler with conjunctivitis (Pink Eye) with my sweet sister. After
that she just might start screening my phone calls.
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