Remember the post about 'ponding' ... ?
Yep. That is all.
Well, almost all. You see, my boy is a great puker. He pukes a lot. Even when he's puked about 549 times, he STILL has some in there to puke out. I know this from experience, being his mom and all. Then, he pukes again. And perhaps again after that too.
I ordered a fancy new nursing bra online - which can be kind of dodgy as you never really know if it will fit nicely or not. But, it was for a fantastic price and I only had one that fit me well. It came in the post today! Yay!! I LOVE getting mail! Parcels are the BEST!
So I took it to my room, tried it on and - OH how it fit AWESOMELY! And so pretty!!! I thought 'Flag putting it through the wash first, I'm wearing it NOW.'
Ta daaaa, yep. Can't wait to show my man that one ;)
Little Lion and I were dancing around the kitchen this morning, singing along to songs on the radio. He loves dancing :) Probably gets a mad dizzy head from it all. And now you're thinking he puked all over me? Nope. He didn't! I was quite pleased.
I had put him down on his play-mat after this, I usually lay him straight - so the mat and him are both 'parallel' if you know what I mean. Then I went to play on the laptop. About 20mins later I turned around to see if he was ok (I could hear him talking to himself and playing with the toys all happy-like). He was, BUT he was on an angle.
I tilted my head, sort of like a puppy does when they put their cute-face on, except my face was confused-face. I was so sure I had put him down 'straight'. My boy moved himself around! It's starting - eeek! I better keep a close eye on him from now on. He's mobile now in a sort of way. So I moved him back, we chatted, baby talk, he loves that, big smiles and giggles. Then I went back to the laptop.
A couple minutes later he started to cry a little, I turned to see what was up ... there was a huge puke over his shoulder, so I cleaned it up and changed his nappy too. I put a cloth over my shoulder (I usually do this because he really does puke a lot), picked him up then he turned to me and puked again.
It completely missed the cloth, missed his clothes and hit my chest. Warm, wet, chunky puke. Gross. I looked down, it didn't look like there was much there so I wiped it up (after putting him down). And, 'just in case' I checked down in my pretty new bra to wipe out whatever may have gone down there. Lo and behold, there was a LOT in there. Ew ew ew. I wiped out as much as I could then stuffed the gap with tissues so it didn't feel so nasty, cold and wet.
I had to put Little Lion on the floor before I could go and get changed. I picked him up (with the cloth on again) and he puked again, all over himself this time. So I put him down on the change table and wiped it off his clothes. He was starting to get grumpy so I picked him up again and tried to calm him down. Puked again. By now his clothes were saturated and smelled soo bad.
Right, "I understand, you don't like the 'onesie' I have you in. I'll take it off but I'll keep the singlet on." Picked him up.... no puke. Phew. Took him to my room so I could get changed. Puked. "FINE - you don't like that singlet either." So I put him in his bed in all the gross glory, found some clean clothes for him and got him all cleaned up and in nice clothes. Fed him a bit and put him to bed. He was happy. No more puke.
THEN I went and got changed.