I come out of my dissertation cave to bring you a great
moment in parenting.
It happened last night.
Like many nights, Mayzie snuck into our room and woke me up to
cuddle. Like most nights when this
happens, I was feeling too tired to bother to get up and put her back in her
bed. That was my first mistake.
We snuggled down. I took a deep whiff of her hair, as I always
do when my girls are close. I closed my
eyes to go back to sleep, and then it happened.
Mayzie convulsed once, and I immediately opened my eyes and sat up a
bit. It was dark, but I felt the slime
of vomit running down her cheek. I sat
her up and then it exploded everywhere not once, but at least 5 times.
It was all over me, Mayzie, my pillow, the bed, the wall, and even a bit
on a sleeping Andy’s arm.
I yelled, “ANDY!”
(How does this guy sleep through everything?)
“ANDY, HELP!”
He jumped up and into action, and Mayzie kept spewing. I’ll spare you the details of the puke,
because I’m sure you can imagine yucky puke that sticks to you when you
stand. <Insert gagging here>
I grabbed Mayzie and headed straight to the bathroom. I
plunked her in the bathtub and stripped her down while she pointed out all the
vomit that was on me too. I cleaned her
up while she shivered, and eventually got all the chunks out of her tangled
hair.
When we walked back to our bedroom, Andy was almost done
making the bed with new sheets and blankets.
He’d already put the dirty ones in the laundry, including the koala that
Mayzie had been holding when it happened.
This was NOT fun.
No really, it was disgusting, and a parenting moment that
nobody wants to remember.
But I want to remember it.
I don’t want to remember the nasty vomiting mess of crying
that it was.
I DO want to remember the divide and conquer approach that
Andy and I immediately took. I want to
remember our teamwork in a crazy 1am situation.
Did we stop to talk about it and make a plan? Nope.
We just did it. That was a great
moment in parenting. That was 10+ years
of partnership working in harmonious cooperation. It was gross, but beautiful at the same
time.
Aaand now I retreat to my dissertation cave.
Due January 6th
I’ll sleep after that.