We’re on day 5 of my son’s horrendous stomach bug and to put it mildly, our house and everyone in it is in shambles. That sets the scene for:
1) My husband taking 2 unpaid days off this week
2) Me taking 3 unpaid days off this week
3) 3 gazillion loads of laundry
4) A shopping trip to buy 3 extra bedding sets because I can’t do laundry fast enough
5) 2 VERY tired parents, a frustrated healthy little girl, and a miserable, leaking-from-every-orifice, sick little boy.
And THAT sets the scene for my trip to the clinic today.
A trip made right after a naptime “incident” in which I almost had a heart attack thinking that my son had vomited blood. Nope, just red juice - heart rate slowed again.
The doctor walks in as I’m changing J’s diaper and gasps.
“Is that BLOOD?”
I stare down at J’s socks where she’s pointing and just. about. die.
Nope, that’s puke. Puke on his socks. Which I forgot to change when I was changing the bedding, his clothes, washing the carpet, and dealing with the general chaos of it all.
Yuck.
And I’m the mom who took her kid to the doctor with red puke on his socks.
I have no secrets, I guess. I’m just that mom. All the time.
oh man - that is the worst! Praying that it can only get better for you and the worst is very much behind you.
With all that craziness, I’m impressed you remembered to bring your son. LOL! I think I’d be curled up in a ball in a corner somewhere by now. You’re a stronger mama than I am!
Michelle
Kate this is horrifying yet there is something hauntingly familiar about your story. It makes me feel a little bit better about myself as a mommy when i realize I am not the only one who doesn’t always keep it all together. thanks for sharing!
Oh DEAR GOD. You poor momma! Hang in there, it’ll be better soon, and your house won’t smell like vomit anymore. And everyone’s beds can wait until laundry day for clean sheets like normal.
*Hug*
First: You poor girl. Hope things are significantly better now.
Second: Wasn’t it maybe a little satisfying to be able to tell the doctor, “Blood? Heck no! It’s puke!”
Thanks all for your support and commiseration
I’m happy to report that I haven’t received a call from child services for my horrible mothering skills & that J’s on the road to recovery - finally! It’s always nice knowing that other parents make mistakes too, isn’t it?
Hmmm, satisfying? In a way, I guess - at least I wasn’t running around with a child with a deep flesh wound that I didn’t know about
But on the other hand, by all appearances I WAS carting around an unwashed child, so it’s a toss-up……..sigh. And I really LIKED this doctor too, one we hadn’t seen before and I’d love to go back to - now I’m a little embarrassed to see her again! In situations like this, I always want to start spouting my education level and profession, like, “See, I really DO have credentials, I really DO! Please like me and believe that I’m a good mother………please?”
LOL!! I know.. I understand that impulse.