A Night In The Life

I wrote this Saturday:

I giggled about this this morning, so I thought I’d share:

Last night Jacob went to bed at 11pm and I finally put out the light at 11:30pm.  (I can’t help but stay up and read a bit when I have a good book.  When else can I do it?  Sleep always looses out.)  12:45 rolled around and Elijah started screaming.  Not that rare, “I woke up and need a moment of help to settle back” cry, but an “I’m awake NOW and I needed someone like 2 seconds ago” cry.  I jump up and rush to him because something is definitely up.  I open the door to his room and get greeted by that familiar (I’ll explain why I say “familiar” in a minute) smell of vomit.  It’s completely dark, but I sure know I’m about to encounter some vomit!  Poor thing…I get him changed while Jacob (bless him!) changes the bedding, then finally get him settled back down.

Once awake, it usually takes me an hour or more to fall back asleep.  Last night was no different.

Fast forward to 6am when my alarm just starts going off.  It is a Saturday afterall and the boys get to stay home with Jacob while I work, so I get to “sleep in” a bit and get to get ready by myself.  Not happenin’!  We hear Josiah yell over the monitor “I need to go poo poo!”  Jacob bolted upright (take advantage of every opportunity for potty success, right?) and rushed to get Josiah on the potty.  Josiah is well trained in that he won’t leave bed on his own, but that does make us responsible for attending to all his elimination needs.  I lay back in bed for a moment, then hear “I don’t want to poo poo!” repetitively.  Ah, nothing like the fickle stubbornness of a three year old.  He never did go.  Then it was clear that Elijah was also awake, so I head that way to check on him rather than get ready for work.  Jacob beat me to him and brought me a baby with vomit all over him.  Nice. 

Then at work we had an unsocialized rescue dog drop off for day boarding who pooped in his cage then smeared it everywhere.  Our 21 yr old male kennel staffer, wearing poop covered gloves and a grimace, jokingly asked if I wanted to clean it up.  I told him I’d been there and done that back in my pre vet days and, in fact, I already had him beat this morning on nastiness.  He pitied me and cleaned it up.

Sometimes you just have to laugh rather than cry or scream!

Two side notes:

I say that vomit is a familiar smell because I have encountered a fair bit of it lately.  Aside from the one time Josiah vomited a huge amount all over my chest and in my hair when I was laying next to him, Elijah has left me a few presents, too.  What’s wrong with Elijah???  Josiah vomited once Sunday and Elijah did a couple times on Tuesday.  There were no other symptoms, both seemed fine, and both recovered fine.  I chalked it up to some merciful stomach bug.  Fast forward through 3 days of normal health and Elijah starts vomiting again.  He definitely has a molar coming in and he only vomits when sleeping so I’m wondering if he’s drooling faster than he swallows while sleeping and then gags???  Josiah had crazy symptoms when getting molars, too.

Yes, Josiah is using the potty to poop some now!  More on that in another post.