Last night will go down as one of the worst in history. Henry’s fever has been around 104 all weekend. Last night the puking started. He would just cough and cough, and then he’d puke. I brought him in to bed with me after the first puke. I thought he was finished. He fell asleep next to me and then woke coughing 20 minutes later and puked. While I was cleaning up the mess, Nacho our beloved little puppy walked in the room and pooped. Then I cleaned that up. Then I got back into bed with Henry and he puked again.
Love means learning to let go of the cleaning game and sleeping in a pile of your child’s vomit so that he can have the dry side of the bed.