Thats the sound of a whole sippy cup of milk being regurgitated on my kitchen floor. Had it been in my living room, I swear we’d be replacing the area rug.
I thought Porter was starting to get better… he hadn’t thrown up since yesterday. He didn’t eat much today… half a bagel for breakfast and a few small snacks throughout the day (though he pretty much picked at them…). I tried to keep him drinking the Pedialyte, also. But my gosh I felt like I was starving my poor child! So, I’d give him some milk. I even suckered up and gave him a bottle this morning (we had the 2 hour delay). Nourishment for the child. Nourishment!!
However, as evening arrived, we were soon to find out that he wasn’t feeling so hot. Hence the SPLATTTTT–TT–TTT! of milk all over our kitchen floor and both our legs. Nice.
Poor kid. I feel horrible for him. I wish I could trade him spots.
Tomorrow my mom is coming over to watch him instead of him going to Heathers. Hopefully he’ll be feeling better tomorrow.
What else is going on (sorry all my posts are about barfing and diarrhea!!)…
I went to aerobics tonight with Leslie. Yes, I totally need to get my butt in gear and tone up… I’ll be sunbasking in Orlando in like… TWO MONTHS! So, unless I plan to lay by the amazing pool in a t-shirt and skirt (I do NOT do shorts), I had better get my butt, thighs, tummy and muffin top under control. And by under control I do NOT mean a full body bathing suit. I plan to *attempt* weight watchers again… but…. ohhh how I love food.
Speaking of my mother-body… I found a great site… its called The Shape of a Mother. Check it out.
nicolebarczak.com 
Thanks for that link — yay, I’m not alone!!