Lucy woke up several times fussing around midnight. Usually Chuck and I trade off who helps the kids out in the middle of the night, but since he was gone it was just me. Between 2:30 and 3am Lucy just would not calm down. I finally went in her room and it smelled SO BAD. I realized Lucy had thrown up and it was all over her bed, pillow, blankets, and her head. I felt so bad for making her roll around in her puke for who knows how long.I changed the sheets and her clothes, then gave her a little sponge bath. She had just settled down when Chuck came home (now 3:30am).At about 4am Leland started crying hysterically. I thought "Oh great now she has thrown up!" When I went into her room she was crying so hard she could not tell me what was wrong. She finally blurted out between the tears "I lost my microphone and I can't find it anywhere!!" I started laughing at this point. Poor girl was having a bad dream about a lost microphone. She even came into our room at 6:45am still wimpering about a lost microphone.
Needless to say we didn't get much sleep last night between the puke and 'lost microphones'. Then at 7am we were graced with a wake up call from my 1 year old nephew who was playing with my sister's phone. (This is 2 mornings in a row with such a call. You would think she would lock the keys or something) I'm feeling a little queezy today, so hopefully we don't have a stomach flu.
The joy of being a mom - you take the good with the not so good.
