Had trouble getting my bedmate to sleep last night. She was misbehaving at bedtime, so was ensconced in bed without her bath. She was still wound, so I went in and laid down with her. A couple of hours later, she finally conked out. So did I. I woke up about 12:45 AM and got up for a few minutes. Meg was still up but soon crashed. I did, too, at about 1:35 AM. At 1:50 AM, I heard a strange noise in the bed next to me. It continued. Found Robin to be throwing up all over everything.
After she settled down, we removed to the living room. I had hoped that the one session of heaving was all there would be....but no! The poor child threw up about every 10-15 minutes all night long! Along about 7:30 AM, she fell asleep...and so did I. She tried Gatorade a bit later, but that didn't stay down. Thankfully, supper has...so far.
There is nothing quite so sad as a sick little one. Because Robin was somewhat immobile, her brother didn't have anything/anyone to fight with, so he was subdued, too. I ddn't wake Mommy during the night because I knew one of us needed to be fresh so the other could catch up...
Since I have had only about an hour's sleep, I am ready to hit the sack...and hope no one cares!
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