*Warning: This post is mostly about vomit.
Unlike his parents, Johan seems to have a weak stomach. He gets carsick, a sensitive gag reflex, and has had some wickedly disgusting vomity moments in his little life.
Anyway, today about 6pm, Johan suddenly got very quiet and wanted to sit with me and snuggle. This was not bedtime, my suspicions were raised. Sure enough, within about 15 minutes, he had hurled all over me. We spent some time in the bathroom getting cleaned up and near the toilet in case he was going to be sick again. But, just a few minutes later, his energy and color were back, and he was off to play, jump, and kick a beach ball around the house. He's sleeping now, and seems to be fine.
As he was getting sick all over my new-ish green sweater, I realized that when Johan gets stomach sick, it always seems to be on Sundays (other than that time last winter when he had 3-week-long stomach ailment...that was awesome. Right, Sarah?).
What is it about Sundays? Does he know it's the beginning of a new week? Is it his variation of Sunday night anxiety and insomnia?
Is he really just that sick of me after spending 2 days in a row together?
Whatever the case, it's strange that it always happens on Sundays. That's laundry anyway day so it's actually pretty well timed. Thanks, Johan.
1 comment:
Hopefully, he'll outgrow that soon!
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