Monday, March 9, 2009

That's Not Spitup. . .

Gabe was sick with a tummy bug this weekend. He woke us up in the middle of the night on Saturday, upset because he was wet – with cold vomit. He had stayed asleep until it had cooled off. After sponging congealed stomach yuck out of his hair and ear, and dressing him in fresh jammies, he leaked out of the other end (and out of the diaper and onto my lap) so at that point it was time for a one-AM bath.

The poor little guy was remarkably resilient through all of that. After his bath we spent some time playing with him on a towel, where he cheerfully chattered in between bouts of expelling more dinner. As long as we kept him clean and entertained, he didn’t really care about being sick. (But then I suppose babies are old hands at excreting liquids from both ends.)

Chris was a champ – if he had any lingering doubts about his ability to deal with super stinky body fluids, Saturday night took care of that.

And to show just how awesome Chris is, the next day Chris installed a baby gate at the top of the stairs. It’s going to need some further adjustment, but it’s mostly there.

It’s hard to tell if Gabe is feeling better because he never seemed to be feeling particularly bad, but he went all night and this morning without any more unexpected leakage, so I think he has recovered.

2 comments:

Father William said...

Dear Kids:
OPA can remember a night when Chris lost "slime" from both ends as fast as his father could wash the sheets. We could only afford two sets. It was new years EVE and his mother was working afternoons til midnight at Childrens Hospital Detroit. 23:30 I gave up and took Chris to CHM ER. The cool ride made him sit up and stop up. No more slime. Go Figure.
Love,
OPA
PS: I pray Gabe is better.

Michelle Clay said...

Haha! Thank you for sharing that story, Opa! Gabe is long recovered and on to his next cold, in fact! He and I have been sniffling and sneezing all weekend. :)