My son is sick. I don't know with what, but he is a miserable blob of a child. He was fine when he went to bed last night. And when he woke up, too. But sometime between cartoons, and trying to finish breakfast, his tummy decided to make him have a bad day. I asked him what was wrong. "My tummy feels like all of its parts aren't working right"
That just breaks my heart.
So, I give him a bath, a nice warm bubbly one to make him relax a bit, as he was playing the role of the moaner pretty much all morning.
After that he got the chills, so I laid him in my bed, towel, blankets, the works and made him all warm. I went to the kitchen to get him some water, then when I got back, he was sleeping.

WHEW, he gets to rest. I feel so guilty when he is sick, if I even try to do anything else. But I managed to do a few things in between a nap and a few cartoons for him. When he got up, I gave him Tylenol, and by the powers that be, He was cured.... or so I thought.
So we packed up , ran to do 2 quick local errands, and the "SICK" came back.. with a vengeance.
We got home, him crying.. " Mommy!! I NEED MEDICINE IMMEDIATELY!!" ( I swear that's what he said...he is MY son, after all)
So I grab the Motrin this time and right after he gets it in, it happens....

PUKE, lots of it, with fruit, and chicken nuggets and lemonade all over him and in turn, since I was there, me too.
I got him all changed, and cleaned up, then I realized, I had it all over me, my shirt, my pants, and EWWWW my FACE!!!
This is the part that really gets me.....
After this was all cleaned up, and he was laying there, telling me he felt better, he looks at me with his sad little sick eyes, and says" I am sorry I yacked all over you mommy"

...........................either I have THE SINGLE most considerate child on the face of the whole planet, or I have trained him so well, that even he knows when to apologize for something he has no control over. ( if only everyone could do that.. KIDDING)

He is sleeping again.. rest for the weary, or a reprieve until it comes back for a third time.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

I have faith in Motrin, lots of fluids, and a good nights sleep, with a healthy dose of MTLC, (Mommy's Tender Loving Care).

I just want my child to be well.....is that too much to ask?