Splash!

My baby is still waking up around midnight and getting out of his bed, sometimes he comes directly to our bed, sometimes he starts crying.  He is a little bit under the weather, so poor guy is a bit more fussy than usual.  About 1:30am my oldest guy comes to my bedside and tells me he needs a drink of water.  He is usually the deepest sleeper, but I figured I also feel this weather is really drying, so maybe his throat is dry as well.  He sleeps on the top bunk, and if he ever wakes up, he wants to transfer to the couch, so I bring him his water, pillow, and blanket and go back to sleep.

I hear a SPLASH, it was not like going to the bathroom splashing, I was thinking maybe he spilled his water.  Then I decide to go see what happened, and he threw up all over the coffee table and floor, and a little bit on the couch - OY!  So I get the supplies to clean it, I do not turn on the light, I just want to get it over with and go back to bed.  Luckily he is able to go back to bed - YUCK.

Everyone seems fine in the morning, the day before the boys ate some cookies, and maybe they were sitting out for too long, or an old batch that was bought in the store, who knows.  I kept them home to watch them to see if it was a stomach virus, because I hear it is going around, but luckily they both were fine.

It is a bit chilly today by LA standards, so my baby is at home with my husband, I am helping out at my children's school.  I hear a few other children were under the weather, so I hope mine just ate something bad and that was all.  Thank God I feel OK, just a scratchy, raw throat that I always get at this time of year because it is so dry, especially when I am also exhausted from lack of sleep.

In saying all this,
These are good problems,
Everyone I meet keeps telling me to treasure these early years,
Eventually our children will be too busy for us,
I was laughing with another mom of toddlers that I will be happy to check it of my list,
Toddlerhood is intense,
As I say in Yoga its OK to be intense, but not tense,
Coach
Yulia