They thought it was a goner but the puke came back…it just couldn’t stay away.

So……

Yea…

After posting yesterday about how we were crawling out from under the vomit - I went into Jacob’s room about 20 minutes ago and found him sound asleep in a puddles of puke. Puke in his hair, puke on his face, puke on his pyjamas, bed sheets…I could go on and on and on….

We lifted him up to change him , wash him, comfort him, love him….and just in case there wasn’t ENOUGH puke in the crib…he vomited again - a big ole second helping - or maybe it was a third helping….who knows - we were not there to witness the first explosion.

So…I’m asking - if there is a bodily fluid god out there……

Could you please have mercy on our son - Like just for a litle while…..

Pretty please?

With sugar on top?

We received a pair of overalls I had purchased through ebay in the mail yesterday. I totally expected that they would fit now but its clear he has a lot of growing room in them. I guess its not all too bad because I would like for him to be able to wear them to Church this summer. I am hoping that his cream polo onesie that he wore for Easter will continue to fit him through the summer because I think it will be a good match if I can’t find the actual onesie that goes with the overalls on ebay.

I got these overalls for a STEAL price and I’m not ashamed to say that. They were brand new….never worn. I’m proud. After his nap when I tried the overalls on Jacob he crawled around the apartment, standing, sitting, squating, crawling as if he was showing the overalls off to me and the cat - as if he was saying Mom i love these overalls. They are my most FAVOURITE overalls ever - and then I remind him that they are actually shortalls and that it’s time to take them off….He’s not that fond of this idea and passes out instead - sound asleep so that he might enjoy the overalls just a little bit longer.

I put him in his crib and watch him sleep for a minute or two and I feel like he’s brand new again, like its June and I’m peering over his crib and he’s 2 weeks old. The phone rang and brought me back out of my daydream and for a brief moment I was sad because I want to remember him as my newborn forever.