How short my memory is. It was only last week that Trixie was throwing up with a stomach bug, but it might as well have been the week before because I had completely forgotten what constitutes a real problem when it comes to toddlers.
Yesterday I was up in arms about a less than ideal nap schedule. Today I asked the daycare to encourage her to stay awake if she started acting sleepy. So how did it go? The results are mixed. On the plus side, she did not take a nap this morning. On the negative side, she did puke everywhere around 11:15am. And apparently she was acting tired right before this happened, so who knows, maybe she would have slept had it not been for the inconvenience of projectile vomiting.
I went and collected her and brought her back home. Just in time to discover what frantic pawing at the mouth means. Here’s a hint: It doesn’t mean, “My teeth hurt from teething.” BTW, Jenn, don’t throw your stuff on the couch when you get home.
With Trixie in her third change of clothes for the day, and my second, I foolishly give her a saltine cracker to settle her stomach. This is the part of the story where I tell expectant, concerned readers that hardwood floors are worth a few mild concussions because they are much, much easier to clean up than carpet.
Secure in her fourth change of clothes, Trixie dropped off to sleep a few minutes ahead of schedule at 12:51pm. The household is once again running like clockwork.
[UPDATE 2/15/05 4:05pm] Now the household is running like a broken clock. Trixie has thrown up 7 times total today. We’ve been to the doctor and we’re waiting to see if she can keep water down. If that works we’ll move up to diluted apple juice, otherwise I guess we’ll have a “Trixie goes to the ER” TPOD week.