Ravioli x 2

Before I blog this funny little story, let me start by saying that I have a WONDERFUL husband that does SO much for Jaden. She seriously has a really great dad that cares so much for her and bends over backwards to make sure she is happy. BUT, we are both still learning...

Jaden isn't feeling well. I'm almost positive she is getting a molar, but it might just be a cold. Either way, she has a lot of drainage and tends to gag very easily on it. She has been having some difficulty during meals. She'll gag a little and since she has a very touchy gag reflex, she will most likely puke a little. Mike has only thrown up like twice in his LIFE and doesn't handle vomit well. I'm not saying I'm an expert on it, but I remember blowing chunks of Spaghetti-o's on the bread at Handy Andy and spewing Golden Crisp cereal in the third grade hallway when I was in elementary school. I also remember mom holding a bowl for me numerous times when I had the flu. Needless to say, I've been around the loveliness of puke a LOT more than Mike. He also wasn't feeling well last night and warned me that if J gagged, he might have to leave the room. Well, she gagged and as politely as a 2-year-old can, she spit her cookie out into my napkin. Mike survived.

Later that evening, we were all on the couch enjoying some Dog the Bounty Hunter. Jaden got down and stumbled a little, slightly injuring herself on the coffee table. Since it was definitely her bedtime, she made it worse than it really was and started to cry. The tears brought on some gagging. I immediately asked Mike to go get me a bowl because I knew we'd have a little bit of vomiting coming our way. While Mike was in the kitchen getting a bowl, J started puking. It was WAY more than I thought it was going to be. It was apparently WAY more than Mike thought too because he returns with a little DIP BOWL. I didn't say anything at the time because it was already too late. J and I were both covered in partially digested ravioli. I had my hands cupped, full of vomit. Jaden was so upset. I asked him to get us some paper towels... he seriously brought back two. I asked for more... got two more. I finally just scooped J up, puke dripping, and headed to the bathroom, leaving Mike to clean the mess in the family room. I sat in the bathroom with her on my lap, stripping her PJs off of her and cleaning her up. She was so upset that she had "choked" and that she was crying. I told her it was ok... we can cry sometimes and the choking was just an accident. She was being so good and I felt so bad for her. After I got both her and I cleaned up and in fresh PJs, Mike and I put her to bed. After all was said and done, I just had to laugh. I had to explain to Mike that the next time it looks as though Jaden might get sick, he might want to get a bigger bowl; one that can hold more than a mouthful. Also, it might save a little time if he just brings the roll of paper towels to clean up instead. I felt bad for him too because like I said, he wasn't feeling well either and has a really hard time dealing with puke. Still, I just had to laugh at the size of the bowl :o)