I Can't Believe It Happened Again

Ugh...

Yep. It happened again. The thing I absolutely hate. Briana threw up on me today at gymnastics class. It hasn't happened to me since the plane ride home from China. It was horrific then. It was horrific today. Briana has only gotten sick to her stomach three times since came into our lives. The plane ride home from China, once with Doug about two months after we got home (which we now refer to as the "Yo Baby" incident) and today.

Briana was in a great mood today. She woke up so happy. She was so excited to go to class. We were in class about 20 minutes. There was a ladder propped at an angle that the kids were supposed to climb on. Briana ironically was going slowly on this apparatus - she is 150 miles per hour on everything else. Her foot slipped and she bumped her mouth on one of the rungs of the ladder. Of course she started to cry, but not scream. I looked for blood. Nope. Teeth still there? Yep. She has definitely hit her mouth harder than that in the past, so I wasn't too concerned.

But I should have been...

I was hugging and comforting her. All of a sudden...I heard it. That sound. THE sound. By the time you hear THE sound, it's too late - I was covered and she was covered. I ran to the bathroom and desperately tried to clean us both up with paper towels. What was I thinking? That was never going to work. We were way too far gone. I stood in the bathroom looking in the mirror knowing I had to go back out there looking and smelling the way I did. But I had to tell Miss Jennifer that we needed to leave. So, I reluctantly left the bathroom and held Briana tight - trying to hide the damage. I told Miss Jennifer (and Angela) that we were leaving and we bolted. I got Briana in the car and drove home quickly. Doug was working from home today, so I called him to tell him we were on our way. He started out being very sympathetic. Then his sympathy slowly turned to amusement. If you know Doug well, you know this is common practice. Just lovely.

So I got Bri and I home and stripped us both and we threw ourselves in the shower. Briana is a bath girl and she is not used to the shower, but she had a lot of fun. Well, until she slipped in the shower and fell on her butt. Ok, time to get out. OMG, can this story get any worse?

I did manage to get a light lunch into her, so I don't think she is sick. I think she was either in pain or she was upset to the point that she did what she did.

Ah yes, the joys of motherhood. I share everything on this blog. The good, the bad and the gross. Today is one of those days that I definitely earned my mommy badge.