This morning at preschool, I was talking to some other moms ... pretty much all of them have had kids sick with the stomach flu. Ish. I left thinking, "Thank God we haven't gotten it!"
Fast forward a couple hours, I picked the kids up from school and we went home. I carried Payton through the front door of the house and bam ... she vomited all over the foyer. She has never been sick like that before and it totally scared her. She seemed okay after and even ate some lunch. I laid her down for a nap and heard her crying a little bit later ... great. I ran upstairs and sure enough, she had vomited all over Mason's bed. Poor Sis. I laid her on the floor on Mason's comforter and she fell back asleep. Luckily she had been laying on her side, so she did not get it on herself. I cleaned up the bed and left her to sleep. Half hour later ... she is crying again. I run up and sure enough, more vomit all over Mason's comforter ... and herself. Good grief. Off to the tub we go.
We came downstairs and I decided to just hold her in the kitchen ... that way if she vomited again it'll be on the hardwood. Well ... surprise, surprise ... it happened. I don't mean to be graphic, but she is vomiting yellow bile. :( My poor baby ... I hope this stops soon! My baby should not be vomiting bile!
Sorry this was sort of TMI (too much information), but good grief ... we've had quite the day!