Last night was certainly surprising. My son decided he didn’t want to sleep in his bed so I shared mine with him. Around midnight I wake up to the sound of upchuck. It was everywhere. The sheets. The pillows. My hair. My clothes. His clothes. Poor kid. He refused to eat anything but garlic bread for dinner last night and I guess it upset his stomach. I was worried so I tried to call into work and take a day off but they wouldn’t let me.
I wake up this morning to a sick husband as well. I had to leave the poor guy with a fussy baby all afternoon. I hope they both get to take a long nap this afternoon. And I hope we can all go to bed early because this pregnant mama is TIRED.