Get this, I got puked on by both of my kids today. The smell of barf followed me around all day long.
I was at a baby shower this afternoon with Felix, and someone said, "oh hey, you've got a lil something on your shoulder." Well, it was more than a lil something. In fact, it was quite a bit of puke dripping down my shoulder, pooling in my hood, and running down my chest. Thanks for the heads up friend.
Despite that, it was a great baby shower. Great food and I met a lot of pretty cool people.
Later, Amelie coughed so hard she gagged, then proceeded to puke a whole lot. All over her shirt, the couch, in her hair, and in my hand. I wondered today, why my first reaction when one of my kids throws up, is to cup my hand in front of their mouth to catch the stinky mess. Motherly instinct I guess.
