January 11, 2015

Today I had the opportunity to clean up a real mess.  During a morning nap, she woke up and let out a cry — a different cry.  When I came around the corner, I saw her face peeking over the edge of her co-sleeper covered….

COVERED

Her whole face was covered in spit up.  The sides of her face were covered.  Her eyes were covered.  Her nose was covered. It was in her hair.  I think it’s safe to say that she legitimately puked on herself.

With Jeremy away, I had to keep my wits about me and figure out the best way to both calm her down and clean her up.  I realized the spit up was probably burning her nose…. maybe her eyes too.  Uggghhhh

We got cleaned up and in a new set of clothes, but she was a little shaken…and so was I.  For the first time, I really felt like I was responsible for her welfare and all alone.  If something happened, it would be up to me.  That’s a huge and scary responsibility.  I also felt a little sick because I knew that she felt a little sick.

We’ve spent the day once again at home.  We both could use a little rest.