The last two days have been...interesting.
Last night, insisting his belly was ok Wyatt demanded macaroni & cheese. Begrudgingly, since I was making it for J (mushy food for oral surgery) I obligied and scooped him out a bit. As the 3 of us are sitting there, enjoying conversation, a change takes over W's face and he hurled directly into his bowl. Without batting an eye, I picked him up, brought him to the bathroom and let him finish his business. J cleaned up the table. Once everyone was settled, J and I returned to our dinner. Completely unscathed by the events.
Tonight, as I am again putting some sort of mushy dinner together for J & myself, W is visiting the bathroom every 5 minutes or so (the other end this time.) Again, I TCB and return to my womanly cooking duties un-flinching. (I have never had such clean hands in my entire life, lol.)
I am astounded that I can attend to such matters and yet not loose my ability to consume food at the same time. It's almost like a switch goes off and you're just MOM and you just automatically do the things that must be done in the moment. Once everything is cleaned up and taken care of, I return to regular plain old hungry Regina who just wants to sit the hell down and eat dinner. Preferably warm dinner, but who am I kidding????
Half hour till bed time....I mean wine....I mean bed time.
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Oh, and I'm actually bummed that he can't go to the birthday party tomorrow. Though it'll be nice to see all the pre-game I was looking forward to The Children's Museum (Paramus - never been) and to holding if over J's head.
But there's no way I can allow him near that place tomorrow after the last 2 days.
I just did that 30 minutes ago. It was pointless, as he had already puked all over his bed but the mother instinct took over and I let him puke in my hands.
Nothing ruins a buzz like a puking 3.5 year old.
Oye.