It started last night just before 10 PM. I heard a loud whoosh followed by a big cry. Marc rushed upstairs to Ari’s room. A moment later, I heard, “Stace! I’m gonna need your help.” That didn’t sound good. Nothing looked good when I walked into Ari’s room. He had thrown up all over his crib. I’ll spare you the rest of the details.
In the next three hours, there were three additional vomiting episodes, four baths, two baths, and one trip to Giant to buy more carpet cleaner.
It is 1:20 PM on Monday. Here’s what I’ve done today:
- Showered myself and Ari (You feel better when you’re clean!)
- Ran many loads of laundry (I haven’t folded anything.)
- Kept Ari hydrated (He won’t eat.)
- Begged Stanley Steemer to come this afternoon to clean the carpets in three rooms. (They should be here by 5!)
That’s it. I have a 4/1 deadline that I’m in decent shape with. I needed to work on some edits today, but I’m not feeling too well as of noontime. Therefore, Ari and I are hanging on the couch until further notice.
We are watching “Super Why.”