This morning, I went to get Maddy up and as I approached her door, I could smell vomit. She was sitting in a pool of puke. She was happy, but she was sick. So I thought it might have been the fish from the night before since she seemed happy and had no fever. She got a bath and clothes.
I remembered Em's family had a bug go through their entire family. So I gave her a bottle like normal and waited. It didn't take long. She spit up just a bit. Not much, just a bit. So I figured I was good to go. Another quick sink bath and new clothes.
Within another ten minutes, she came walking into the kitchen towards me and just started projectile vomiting. It just came out as she walked towards me. She puked about three times and finally sat down in a pile of curdled milk from her belly. Eww. Needless to say, she was really sick. Not fish - sick. Reagan was a huge help, although a little scared of Maddy touching her. She brought me a towel and paper towels to help me clean up and then ran away completely.
I then called mom to come help (which she did - Thank you mother!) and then got the steam cleaner to get the vomit off the carpeting. I got Reagan to school and then grabbed some pedialite before heading home to rescue my sick mother and child.
Needless to say, she's home with me today. She's happy, but a tad week. Very wobbly. She actually walked over to me on the couch with her blanket and wanted "up". She climbed in my lap and drifted off to sleep while we were watching Baby Einstein. Sweet baby.
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