Hello! Happy Monday!
Sometimes Andy and I practice answering the question "how was your weekend" on Sundays so that we can be prepared to not sound insane if we get asked in work.
"How was your weekend?" Andy will ask me. "oh, it was good, did a bit of house stuff, went for a walk, and just had some quiet time at home" I'll practice saying.
How was the weekend?
On Saturday morning it was cold and rainy and I decided we were not doing tennis and instead doing some hanging out at home. My mom took Ezra on a mini adventure, and Aubrey, Clara, and Lily hung out at home while we did some house projects. For instance... photo mounting project:
Lily seemed a bit low energy, and wasn't really eating food, which are two big warning signs for impending doom. She was supposed to go to a birthday party, but I decided she seemed not very well and texted apologies. She was sad, but was very excited for a sleepover with grandma that evening so was OK resting and saving up her energy.
During twin nap Andy finished another house project - replacing the light in our bedroom that we haven't liked for years and also had burned out bulbs we weren't replacing because we didn't like the fixture (cutting noses despite faces?)
Ezra came home from errands and kids did something(?) while I did a toy sort and tried to return kids toys to the right rooms, and got a pile of clothes and unused toys ready for donation
At 2:30 I decided Lily probably wasn't well enough to go to Grandma's for a sleepover, but she really wanted to at least watch a film, so I drove her, Aubrey & Ezra to Grandma's to drop off some things and so the big kids could watch a film. Grandma's house is 0.3 miles from our house (I was driving because I had big things to drop off).
Exactly one minute into the two minute drive Lily proclaimed "I'm going to be sick!" and then vomited on the back seat of the car. Ezra started yelling "there's sick next to me!" and so I pulled over, got everyone out of the car, and called Grandma who walked down to pick up Ezra. Andy was taking Clara for a walk, so he picked up Aubrey, and I drove Lily back to the house and stuck her in the bath and started cleaning the car.
I am lucky that this is the first time I have ever cleaned sick out of a car, but it is gross, and I also wish we hadn't sat Lily in the back seat with the fabric floor. We have weatherproof mats in the middle seats. Lesson learned.
Lily watched Moana while taking a bath. I cleaned the car and started laundry.
Andy came home, Lily fell asleep on the sofa, everyone else had dinner, I had a shower and helped with twin bedtime and then I went to book club!
Being in a book club was one of my 100 dreams - I was so excited when a friend invited me to book club. This was our first book club. I brought 3/4 a bottle of wine, because as I told book club "I was going to bring a full bottle but I had a day and needed some wine".
We read and discussed The Housemaid, which was a fun read
We mostly just chatted because it was the first time we all met and we all got on really well
Suddenly there was no more wine and it was midnight! I walked home, read, and went to sleep at 1am. As expected, Lily came in our bed at 3:30am, and so I slept in Ezra's kids bed until 6:30am when twins got up. I realized Ezra needs a non-toddler mattress (especially if I am going to sleep there). Added to list of things to do.
Ezra had swim lessons (Lily was still poorly) so I drove him and Grandma to the pool, then we picked up pastries from a local bakery. We all hung out in the house and did some playing outside because it stopped raining for 2 hours. Over naptime I watched Mary Poppins Returns with Lily, and in the afternoon I took Aubrey and Ezra swimming and met up with a new-ish friend.
Grandma made dinner, we did baths and bedtimes, Andy and I went out for a short walk, and then I packed my clothes for a two day work trip to Leeds, set my alarm for 5am, and said to Andy
"So, what did we do this weekend?"
"Just a bit of chilling around the house really" he said.
And before we went to bed we did one more load of laundry and took apart the car seat for washing and emptied the trash to make sure there was no sick-clean-up stuff left in our house.
You know, just chilling.
What a weekend! I’m sorry you have another sick kid, and had to clean sick out of the car. Once my uncle came to pick me and my kids up from the airport in his BRAND NEW CAR. We had hit a fair amount of turbulence during landing and my son wasn’t feeling great. Right as we pulled up to my uncle’s house he threw up ALL OVER the brand new car. My uncle was letting me drive the car while I visited and I spent the whole time trying to get the smell of sick out of his brand new car. It was awful. Every time we stopped I was retreating the spots with the sick smell. I still feel bad about it.
ReplyDeleteOh that is the worst! My mom always tells a story of when she got a new car and she drove a kid and he weed on the seat, but vomit smell is so much worse.
DeleteI don't know how you remember all that, let alone live it. What a whirlwind! Car barf is such a drag. You're a trooper. -rachel
ReplyDeleteNerd answer... I have a spreadsheet where I track my time... and even with that I say to andy "what did we do?" and we both often can't remember.
DeleteHaha; that sounds quite relaxing really. Not. Cleaning up vomit makes me want to vomit, even though I can and have done it; I don't enjoy it. I mean, I know that you also did not enjoy it, but I guess I am just commiserating! It's worse than picking up poop for sure. I feel like when it rains it pours, but your rainy season is a little longer than others! My friend puked in my brother's (new-ish) car and tried to roll down the window to do it but wasn't fast enough, and so she puked in the middle of the two door panels where the window gap is. He couldn't get the smell out because he could not clean there! It was really gross. For a long time. :)
ReplyDeleteHonestly the window is not the exit we think it is while driving! I remember someone threw up out a window once and then it was all splattered on the car door... gross.
DeleteVomit definitely makes me want to vomit. I think somehow there is an anti-vomit filter for when it's vom I have to clean up. Because if someone was sick next to me in an office I would be out of there so fast...
Oh my goodness. Dealing with vomit is one of the worst parts of parenting, IMO, and it so often happens in the most inconvenient of places.
ReplyDeleteOne time I was going to the basement to get a waterproof mat because my son's stomach was queasy. He came in to sit on my bed while I was downstairs grabbing it and I heard him scream and knew immediately what that meant. Sure enough, he had vomited ALL OVER MY BED. Of course this was at like 3 am, because what other time would a kiddo throw up? Of course my husband was out of town.
Gah. Knock on wood, no one has thrown up in our family in well over a year and I am hoping the streak continues. For a few years, I swear every single time my kids felt even the least bit ill it ended with vomit. It is definitely a stage of parenting and will definitely pass but it's very messy, exhausting, and stinky until it does.
The bed vomit is my nightmare! we have been so lucky so far. And actually they also have managed not to vom on the sofa, which is also very hard to clean. I feel like you have been through the sickness ringer with your kids so I have real fingers crossed it is better for you. We have generally been very lucky here so hoping our luck returns soon!
DeleteThis is Lisa. A car puke is the absolute worst! Paul threw up in a car seat 3 different times! Once in an infant seat and then twice in a convertible car seat. There are so many nooks and crannies to clean out. You have had quite the string of puking. I hope the virus has ran its course and that is behind you!!
ReplyDeleteWe are definitely in puke season over here! Lily was carsick a few times before so it's not new but it is yuck. It would be way worse in the infant seat though, those are so hard to clean!
DeleteFingers crossed for a puke free weekend...