In the eighteen months I’ve been a parent, there has not been a more harrowing experience than watching you overnight when you have a stomach bug. It was like dealing with an exorcism where you would just expel everything from both ends of your body every two hours. And while you somehow just fall back asleep after upchucking and getting wiped down, I spend the next hour cleaning up the amazing spray of your vomit and then lay there in fear of when your next expulsion will take place.
[As an aside, if we hadn’t checked on you the first time you made your barfing cough, you would’ve just fell back asleep and rolled around in your puke. Apparently that’s really a thing other parents experience! Gross.]
It is absolutely incredible the sheer volume of food and liquid that is inside you. On the second throw-up of the night, I was already impressed there was still stuff to come out. You hadn’t even eaten or drank anything. By the fourth throw-up, I was literally speechless – what else was there to say by that point (and I was also very tired). To put it in perspective, I went through enough towels that night that your mom ended up doing three loads of laundry the next day. We normally do one load every other day.
You continued your barfing spree all of the next day and it didn’t seem like you were keeping anything down. You eat something, you barf. You drink something, you barf. It’s a miracle you were able to produce urine and tear without much liquid going into you.
We hope you feel better soon and can start eating. You’re getting awfully skinny…even your diapers are starting to sag on you.