Get the lysol!

Trent's been rather ill this past weekend. On Saturday night he threw up all over himself in his crib, all over me the next morning, and pretty much all over everything as Sunday progressed. When you see that much stuff gushing, your first inclination is to shove something over the hole to stop it. But you can't do that with a baby. I found myself in the line of fire a few times, as did Brian, and each time, we tried to just "aim him" at something washable. We ended up with a rather large pile of laundry on the living room floor.
The doctor told us it's a virus that's going around. It's funny that whenever a person is sick, no matter what the symptoms, it's always "that bug that's going 'round". We kept him hydrated with Pedia Sure and fed him only breast milk. He seemed to be very lethargic on Sunday and slept a lot. If it didn't break our hearts to see him like that it might have been quite pleasant. On Monday he was still vomiting and had a massive throw up while we were running an errand, completely soaking himself and his car seat. Luckily nobody but Brian and me saw it, so we escaped the accusatory stares of the know it all, more experienced parents who think I'm a bad mother for bringing my fountain of puke to the store.
Today he seems fine, though, and it turns out it was "that bug that's going 'round" because all the babies in daycare are out sick today, too. Of course, he wouldn't be sick if he didn't insist on shoving everything in his mouth! I suspect it will be many years before he learns that lesson ;-)