I slept maybe an hour or two last night. clock was on his own.
Since he hadn't vomited in 11+ hours, I gave The Dude some water. 30 minutes later all was still fine, so I gave him some more. In a fountainesque fashion, all the water ended up on my bed. Sigh. We have a doctor appointment at 10:40.
clock looks and feels how I felt Sunday morning. My boy isn't spazzy, which is a bad sign. I'm still weak as hell, but I'm eating Cheerios, so maybe that will help. Maybe my stomach won't feel like I had a bad box of Krusty-Os. I have God's own laundry to do.
This sucks.
ATTENTION SOON-TO-BE-PARENT INFIDELS: do yourself a favor and pick up some unbleached Indian pre-fold diapers. Sure, they're great for diapering, but they're awesome for cleaning up vomit-related incidents. They absorb like nothing else in this house!
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