Friday, April 18, 2008

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in to the water...

Al and I were proud of ourselves for surviving Chava's Great Barffest of 2008. We did about 10,000 loads of laundry, changed her sheets approximately 8,243 times, and cleaned vomit out of her hair about 12 times. But then she stopped throwing up, and life was good.

She finally went back to daycare yesterday. Kathy said she was okay, but very low energy and didn't eat a thing all day. She seemed tired when we got home, and refused the snack I had brought her. She and Maddox were playing together while I made dinner when she suddenly ran over with a look of consternation on her face and cried out, "Change my diaper, Mommy!" My nose told me right away this was no ordinary poop and it was, in fact, a total swamper. It happened again about 5 minutes later. But then she must have felt better, because she ate a reasonable dinner and was pretty energetic. We herded the kids up to take a bath, and while I ran the tub they took off all their clothes, as is their custom. When I came back from grabbing pjs, Chava again looked unhappy and there was a brown stream down her leg as well as two puddles on the bath mat.

Really, if I were a smarter woman, something in my head might have clicked and the rest of the night wouldn't have turned quite so... sour. But I was in a hurry (had a hair cut to get to, after all), so I wiped her leg and butt with a wipe and dumped her and Maddox in the tub while I got the bath mat soaking in the washing machine. Of course, when I returned, she was happily playing in her cloud of brown water as it slowly seeped over to Maddox's side of the bath.

Needless to say, it was disgusting. But I got a great hair cut. And I think I've convinced my hairdresser that he really doesn't want kids.

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