Thanks to those who commented on my last post. I appreciate your thoughts and experiences and am currently processing and deciding what to do next about whether to stay the same, move to a new blog, or just rename this one to something that is a little less "infertility sounding."
We've reached a milestone. Our first instance of stomach flu projectile vomiting. Celeste started getting really sick while I was out to dinner and then dropping a friend off at the airport. I came home to GrandmaBeep, GrandpaBeep and MrBeep with very worried and concerned looks on their faces. She hadn't eaten anything for dinner (even her favorite things) and then after her bath gacked everything from lunch up 4 or 5 times. What made everyone really concerned is that she and her sister were bouncing on the couch earlier in the evening and she fell and hit her head. It didn't seem too bad a fall but since she was vomiting a couple of hours later we all became a little concerned. There was much consulting of DrGoogle by MrBeep while I took care of her for the rest of the evening. After getting Viv to bed I tried giving Celeste her bottle and halfway through it all came up. MrBeep cleaned up the mess and I gave her another bath and calmed her down. She fell asleep in my arms, poor thing. We didn't have any other bouts of vomiting...from her...so far.
I, however, woke up at 2am for my own gack attack. I sat on the floor, giving offerings to the porcelain god, but I was sooooooooo happy that it meant Celeste just had a tummy flu and not a mild concussion. Whew!
How strange it is sometimes to be a mommy. Don't you agree? Even when you don't feel well yourself, a short time before it would be all about me and instead the first thing to you mind is your little one.
P.S. Does anyone have a recommendation on a good carpet cleaner? I'm thinking with two kids maybe a spotbot or a full upright carpet cleaner may not be such a bad idea.
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