Miss Rose and B and I went out for breakfast this morning.
It was late, so the lunch crowd was in full-force and it took quite awhile before our food was served. While we were waiting, Rosey had two packets of crackers, a large apple juice, a tea biscuit, and a glass of water.
When her pancake came she wasn't very enthusiastic about diving in. Then she spotted the maple syrup, and everything changed. She puddled syrup over everything in a three foot radius and shoveled it on in.
B and I were discussing refrigerators (we're in the market for one) when there was a chokey noise and then....Rosey threw up.
She's always had a stupendous gag reflex. Too much food, too much to drink with her food, stringy/long things like celery or noodles, chewy stuff like meat - all of these make Rosey erp. The only food we've been able to identify that makes her sick is yogurt, and we're not sure if that's the yogurt itself or aspartame.
I cupped my hands in front of her face and let her throw up in them. I didn't realize I was even doing it until B turned a pearly shade of yellow-green.
When she was through, she and I went to the bathroom to sanitize her face/my hands. She skipped back to the table where B sat, palely sipping his coffee. His plate was gone, as was hers, but my toast and sausage was still there. I dug in. R prattled about coloring as I finished my food, then we paid and left.
Halfway home B looked at me. 'You just...caught that in your hands.'
I nodded. Yep.
There was a silence.
Does that make me Supermom?
He coughed. 'Actually, most people would call that insane.'
What do you think?
'I think you're super insane.'
Well, I did marry him......Thanks, baby. Wanna hold hands? I scrubbed really good....
Saturday, 9 February 2008
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We were visiting some friends and went out to eat. XBoy was 3 and love(s)(d) steak so that's what we got him. Unfortunately, he likes it so much, he forgets to stop and chew and we were busy chatting & failed to notice. The gagging started and then I could see it was going to come up so I turned him away from the table and also tried to catch what I could in my hands. Of course, then I had to figure out what to do with it from that point.
Our friends were actually impressed. She was expecting her first baby and figured it was one of the hazards of parenting.
I did that too! On the highway in Montreal going full speed with me driving and Jackson in the back seat.
Yay you!
Much easier to clean your hands than your purse.
You are definitely Super Mom.
Ooo, my girl is a barfer, too. She did this at an IHOP just last year. Only I wasn't paying close enough attention and wasn't able to catch it. Oy.
I think it may be a woman thing. I have had each of the kids vomit into my hands. David has not.
Margaret
Yes, definitely a Mom thing, cos I know I've done the same. If only they'd barf just a cupped-handful; you never know when it's going to stop.
Add it to the list you don't think twice about doing. Because you're a MOM!
...."of things"...obviously!
I'm guilty of the vomit hands thing, too. Motherhood totally revamps the brain. Without a thought we do things we could never have imagined pre-baby. Is this a good thing?
My daughter went thought a barfing phase when she was about 7. She particularly enjoyed throwing up in public. Good times.
it's funny how our mom reflex kicks in moments like those. i've caught my fair share of pukes myself. ;) my husband, on the other hand will aim the child in the other direction. doh!
btw, i just saw the quote you left on sarcastic mom's blog - I am only one, but I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something. And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do. ~Edward Everett Hale - and i love it. just wanted to thank you for sharing it. i might have to use it on my own blog as well. :)
OMG! You are superwoman. There is no way I could do that...I think.
Oh I'm not sure I agree with you guys! I don't think it's a Mother thing. I couldn't do that but my husband has done it a number of times.
I must be a really bad mother :D
Oh Please!!! I think it makes you a great mother! Besides we, as humans, have an incredibly unique feature; we're washable.
Sidenote? I do the same for my dogs because I'd rather wash my hands than scrub carpet.
It amazes me when Dads get that way. I have 4 kids and have caught their vomit in my hands on times way too numerous to count. It is just something that you do. Sort of like holding your wife's hair as she blows chunks after a night out.
Namaste.
but really, what else were you going to do?
Just add this to the list of "Things I would have sworn I am incapable of doing before I had children". Right beside picking up a small child and sniffing its backside to see if it needs changed. (As long as it's your own child, obviously!)
I remember waking up with my stepkids in bed with me one morning when they were just little.
It was the first time they thought that maybe they could like me a little - I caught the girl's puke. And then the boy's puke when he saw what I'd done.
It's like a law or something - you can't really be a mom if you don't catch puke with some appendage.
i think moms just react instinctively - and we are more afraid of leaving a mess in public. my husband would waste precious seconds hunting for a more suitable receptacle because he's all about the logic.
Blech. I mean, I've done it, but it does turn me green.
I think it was Oh The Joys who caught her son's poop just before it hit the tub.
Like so many other moms here, I have the puke catching reflex. Emily tends to throw up when she's having an asthma/coughing attack. That's really fun because she's usually in bed, so if I can get there before the launch, it's less messy for me.
And I definitely think you're a Super Mom. :)
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