As a mom, we document every milestone in our little one’s lives. They are brand new people and we witness their very first everything. First smile, first laugh, first crawl, walk, word, friend… it goes on. Yesterday we had one of Paityn’s firsts and because I like to keep it real over here, I’m sharing it with you.
Yesterday was Paityn’s first vomit. Not spit up, but full on grown man vomit. I didn’t even know she could hold that much fluid in her little belly. It just kept oozing out of her. And lucky for me, she was sitting on daddy’s lap.
She had spit up a decent amount of her evening oatmeal soon after she ate it, but I wasn’t too concerned, she’s a spitter. But later she started acting odd and a few minutes after that she upchucked all over dad.
Of course I did a little internal freak out but quickly helped wipe her down and remove the soiled pj’s. Watching your kids throw up is so heart breaking. They are just holding their mouth open looking around in terror. All you can do is just hold them up and let it pass then kiss their little foreheads.
Luckily, that was the only episode we had, and although we had a very long night and she continued on with diarrhea she seems to be much more herself today. I stayed home from work to tend to her and have been giving her pedialyte and snuggling her tight.