Thursday, March 24, 2005

Blech

This morning, Ellie spit up on me at the audiologist's. Let's be clear. She's not a milk-fed newborn anymore. The line between throw up and spit up is quite faint and has more to do with volume and velocity than content.

This afternoon, Ellie and I were on the floor together playing in front of a mirror. She was kissing her reflection. Suddenly, she stopped and leaned in toward me. "Oh, how sweet!" I thought. "She's going to kiss me now."

She "spit" up on my mouth, which was not entirely closed.

Later this afternoon, Ellie and I took my car to the dealership for its overdue "regularly" scheduled maintenance. We had no sooner gotten ourselves settled onto our blanket in the waiting room with a snack then - diarrhea everywhere. This was more like newborn poo than grown-up diarrhea, but it was still no picnic.

And it was everywhere. Her pants and shirt were heavy with it. It was on her hands and feet. All the way up her back. And I hadn't brought an extra outfit.

I wiped her down and put on a fresh diaper on a changing pad on our blanket on the floor. At least I had plenty of wipes. But the dealership people didn't like us there very much. They reminded me a couple of times about the diaper changing station in the bathroom. (Not much good with a squirming toddler, but thanks. Now I feel just a little more uncomfortable than I did already.)

For half an hour Ellie and I sat on the floor, me lightly smeared with poo, Ellie barefoot and barelegged in her diaper and coat, waiting for Paul to come rescue us. Ah, the glamour of parenthood. Do you think this has ever happened to Julia Roberts?

10 comments:

Zoe said...

I'm sure she has people for that, dahling!

Moreena said...

Oh, geez, 3 good posts at once! How do you do it?

I think the captive with diarrhea is my favorite for all out discomfort, although the kiss-turned-to-puke-in-the-mouth is probably a bit more poetic in its yech factor.

dotbar said...

If you keep these stories up you will cure me of the urge to have "just one more" baby!

Redhead Editor said...

I'm sure "Pretty Woman" has gone through this... 2 times over!

Sarahlynn said...

Thanks, Moreena!

Dotbar - heh. It's not so bad when it's your baby. ;)

franchini said...

Hope Ellie feels better soon. We are suffering with this as well just now and it is really miserable. Especially when we all want to be eating our easter chocolate.

Yael - Ein Shem said...

I don't know about Julia but I have, more than once - like the time Avigail peed on herself at the zoo, or when they both puked in the car...
Ein Shem

Smithie said...

Waitasec, when does the diaper changing station stop working? Aaaagh...

Sarahlynn said...

It's when he starts mooooooving all the time and nothing you do can keep him still . . . better to roll over and get poop on the carpet than to fall off a precarious perch!

(The changing station does still work when Ellie's cooperative. But it's not as easy as the floor, unlike when she was a newborn and it was much easier.)

trisha said...

Wonderfully descriptive writing!!!!!

I had other stuff to say, but Blogger would never let me in...now that I am in, I can't remember.

R would never allow the use of a changing table beyond early infancy. Sensory issues with lying on his back.