Poor Pudgie...

This afternoon I thought I was having a conversation with Pudgie from the kitchen sink. I kept asking him if he was ok with his "big" cup of soup and could not figure out why he would not answer me.....unbeknownst to me, the whole time, this is what he was doing..... Poor sweets is not feeling so hot today.

What a day....

Do you ever have those days that seem like they are never going to end? I am having that day...except it has been for the past two and a half days. It is never-ending.

I have so many posts I wanted to get up on our blog. I am behind on my Mother's Day post, my exciting Vegas news post and a very special post on Jaxi and Grampie Frank. Why am I behind?????? Let me tell you...

It all started at 11:45 PM on Tuesday night. I, of course, was late getting to bed so I had been asleep all of 5 seconds when I heard Pudgie's bedroom door slam. That means he is awake for all the world to know. Problem was, he never gets out of bed that late..or early depending on how we look at it. I knew.......

The second I got to him.... spewing from his sweet little mouth was a beautiful shade of pink macaroni and cheese. I am so lucky... it all went down my shirt and in my hair rather than on my carpet. I rushed him into his bed..... which was also beautifully covered in pink now... and hurried to change and clean this heck of a mess. Only then did I realize that in all the hub bub to get this little man into a big boy bed... I only have one fitted sheet for his bed... two mattress covers though.....CRAP!

We made due and for the next 7 hours Pudgie learned how to barf into a plastic cup or the fish bowl. He thought it was a game and became really good at it!!!

I made the huge mistake of attempting to goto the bathroom at 5 AM . HUGE. I found Pudgie, all of 10 seconds after I ran from his room to my room, standing in Jax's room......puking. WONDERFUL... spreading Joy where ever he roams I suppose. The day continued just the same. A 40 minute nap was deemed futile. Just when I thought maybe, just maybe, we were getting over whatever it is we have..... along comes the liquid diapers. UUUUGGGGHHHH! Wednesday became a day of sheer pain for Pudgie. I could tell his little tummy muscles were just beat from all the dry heaving and now his little dupee was raw. There was no winning. Food was a huge no-no, which we didn't know until 11:00 PM Wednesday night when up came broccoli and fruit..... and more liquid diapers. This little man is just miserable and can't catch a break.

Luckily, he is resting now. Hopefully a little rest is just what the Doctor ordered.. seeing as that I have carpet to clean and towels to somehow bleach the heck out of.....from the last diaper mess that was all over his bedroom floor!!!

Maybe tomorrow I will catch up on my week.... Or not!

Another sick day~

Poor Pudgie. I knew something was wrong with him when I put him to bed last night. I even called Tommy to tell him something was wrong with the way he was breathing. He stood in my room at 11:45 PM whimpering and burning up. What can you do but pull 'em into bed with you and love them to death. He woke up with a fever of 102.... UUUGGGH!

We spent the entire day on the couch or laying in Pudgie's bed ... or Pudgie laid on me or had me carry him everywhere. Not the most comfortable for me but this poor baby is just a miserable mess! I hate when 2 year olds get sick. Getting Pudgie to take Tylenol is like getting me to eat asparagus. It is just not a pretty sight.