“Why DO children vomit in the middle of the night?” It’s a question I couldn’t help puzzling over as I scraped vomit from bedding into a basement sink. I mean, vomit happens during the daytime, sure. And children sometimes make it to the bathroom, a waiting bowl, a SickSack(TM), or sometimes you decide you didn’t love that sweater as much as you thought.
I wondered if I had become desensitized to “daytime vomit” from my days of caring for an infant. As if all that vomit had blurred into one, unending, forgettable, and insignificant cleanup, and the only episodes that stand out any more are when you hear: “my pants are wet!”, and the usual wet-pant-urine-check quickly evolves into a handful of sticky-mashed-potato-horror! And it isn’t just the laundry, it’s carefully checking each item/child in the bed for vomit, hoping that the currently-not-vomiting-sibling stays asleep, while you peel everything off the bed, and eventually holding that confirmed vomit soaked mass close to your chest so you don’t have to clean the carpet or floors in the morning. #twobedroomhome #twochildren
Yet, strange as it sounds, there is nothing quite so endearing as carrying a sick child back to a clean bed, and lovingly holding them close, even if their hair still smells slightly of vomit. I’m pretty sure there is some seriously strong evolutionary biology at work in those moments, but I can’t help but love my children fiercely when they need me the most.
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