On Friday Leo had another first: first puke. 😦 But let’s first back-up. On Thursday Dave and I dropped Leo off at Shannan’s house to hang out with his BFF Silas while we headed down to Indy for a work conference I had (free hotel room = awesome!). Friday around 11am I was sitting listening to the keynote speaker when I noticed Shannan had texted, “So… Leo just puked. Big time.” I immediately left the conference room to call her, then called Dave. He quickly came back to the hotel to pick me up while I waited for the keynote speaker to wrap up so I could grab my stuff (I was sitting in the verrrrry front. Of course.). We drove home as fast as we could and made it back in time for Leo to puke on Dave before we left Shannan’s. Sad toddler boy. (Also, amazing amazing friend Shannan.)
Despite being sick, Leo slept through the night. But soon after he woke up he threw up again. Then he went a long stretch drinking small sips and not throwing up, so we gave him some crackers before bed. He took a long nap but woke up puking again. The whole day he was just beside himself – bored but not feeling well.
We went for a short stroller-walk outside, then took a trip to Walmart so I could run in and grab Pedialyte. He drank some of that and then he was down for the night. He woke up a few times during the night asking for a drink, which was a really good sign, and we happily gave him small amounts of Pedialyte (we didn’t want to overload his stomach).
Tip: spread an old bath towel over the head of the crib mattress and pull it tight down on the sides. This way if your child pukes in bed (as Leo did) you can simply pull up the corners of the towel and toss it in the wash. Keeps you from messing with a whole bed change. Also, take walks and car rides if you can. Leo was super sick of watching tv but not up to doing much else. Fresh air and a moving car with toddler music were both relaxing for him.
Sunday we gave Leo lots of pedialyte and bland foods as he wanted them (he didn’t have much of an appetite). Then Sunday after lunch Dave and I got initiated into the “parents who have dealt with a child’s epic diarrhea episode.” First, we heard it. Then, we saw a leaking trail on his pants. Luckily, we opted for the bathtub over the changing table which was very fortunate. Not so fortunate? The cloth diaper. Those things should never be used against diarrhea. It’s like putting a tiny kitchen sponge against a fire hydrant. We finally got Leo cleaned up (maybe we should have thrown his socks away but we went for the washing machine) and he took a bath, which made him super happy. I think Dave and I are maybe a little emotionally scarred for life from that experience, but hey, that’s parenthood. Also: disposable diapers for the win for the rest of the day Sunday. And Monday. You can’t be too careful.
So that was our weekend – a lot of leaking bodily fluids and counting the hours by “when did he last puke?” How was yours?
And lest you think our whole weekend was puke and bathtub hose-offs, check out this cuteness: