I hit one of those fabulous parenting milestones today. More specifically, the one where the kid comes down with a crazy unexplained stomach virus and throws up on anything and everything.
He's thrown up at least a dozen times and I've done at least half that many loads of laundry. Toddler puke is an uncontrollable beast.
I swear there is nothing sadder in this world than a sick kiddo. Ethan has definitely been a trooper though. He's one of those that doesn't complain until sickness is directly upon him and even then sometimes it's hard to tell he's sick.
Today and the mess that was brought with it definitely made me more thankful for my own mom (and microfiber couches). Sometimes there is a battle over the urge to throw the sheets in the laundry and hit that carpet with stain remover and wanting to just cuddle your kid. It's times like those that I wish there were two of me.
I feel like poor Ethan is my little test baby. Both of us are fumbling through things at times trying to figure out the best way to handle the situation. I'm sure Jackson will bring on new situations of his own, but Ethan has certainly smoothed the road for him.
I'll always be thankful for the fact that Ethan is so easy going. I think we will always have a special bond because he was my first baby. He made me a mommy, he's paved the roads for what my next babies will bring.
Thankfully I think things are looking up for E. I'm hoping it was just a little 24 hour thing (fingers crossed). He's finally asleep and I think it's time for me to go try to save my rug!
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