What. A. Night.
I knew the day would come that I would have to deal with my sweet baby and my greatest fear. Well, last night was the night. Nola got the stomach flu...
It was a rough go - poor little thing. She woke up at about 11:40pm, crying in her crib. I went into her room, gave her her soother and I think it triggered her gag reflex 'cause she started vomiting. My poor little darling - she was so scared at first. We got her in the tub and cleaned her up (unfortunately, she was on her back when she threw-up, so she desperately needed a shampooing) then we snuggled with her. We put her in her swing to sleep with Toy Story 2 on the TV and she stayed quiet for a bit...but then came round 2. It just breaks my heart - she was so sick! After we cleaned her up again, she slept for a couple hours, and then she went for round 3. Luckily, third time is a charm, and that was the end of that.
We took her to the hospital in the morning, just to be sure she was ok, and of course, she was! She's just a little under the weather and needed to get all that bad stuff out.
As for me, I DID IT!!!!! I am so proud of myself. It is amazing how motherly instinct takes over, even when we are facing our greatest fears!
Now, on to the heaps of nasty laundry. Ewww...
Oh mY!!! Does't sound fun at all!!! It is hard seeing our little babies sick, isn't it! Happy to hear it wasn't too serious and that she is feeling better!
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