I tell you, when you have kids, the best laid plans always go straight to hell in a hand basket. Last night, we were planning to actually go to a New Year’s Eve party. Woo hoo, right?
Well, I got the kids and myself ready, we ate a quick dinner, and then . . .
Georgia turned around and threw up all over me. What did I do? Instinctively, I handed her off to Eric. And then Georgia threw up all over him, too. But she didn’t want daddy. She wanted mama! So she got away from Eric, came back over to me, and heaved once more. Because the first time, she just got my shirt. She had to give it a second go, so she could be sure and get my pants, too.
Needless to say, we didn’t make the party. Eli was quite upset. I think in his mind, he was thinking it would be like a birthday party. He just kept saying, “But I wanted to go to the party so I could have cake!”
We tried to make the best of our evening. Eric brought pillows and big, soft blankets in the family room, and he and Eli sacked out, while I rocked Georgia to sleep (at 7:30 p.m.), and we all watched Shrek 2.
Eli was going to try to stay awake until midnight so we could go outside and bang pots and pans together and scream Happy New Year. He lasted until about 9:00 p.m. before he fell asleep.
And Eric? Well, just when I thought we could ring in the year adult style, at 11:55 p.m., I walked into the bedroom to find him snoring. I rang in the New Year with Ryan Seacrest. Definitely not my first choice!
Well, I got the kids and myself ready, we ate a quick dinner, and then . . .
Georgia turned around and threw up all over me. What did I do? Instinctively, I handed her off to Eric. And then Georgia threw up all over him, too. But she didn’t want daddy. She wanted mama! So she got away from Eric, came back over to me, and heaved once more. Because the first time, she just got my shirt. She had to give it a second go, so she could be sure and get my pants, too.
Needless to say, we didn’t make the party. Eli was quite upset. I think in his mind, he was thinking it would be like a birthday party. He just kept saying, “But I wanted to go to the party so I could have cake!”
We tried to make the best of our evening. Eric brought pillows and big, soft blankets in the family room, and he and Eli sacked out, while I rocked Georgia to sleep (at 7:30 p.m.), and we all watched Shrek 2.
Eli was going to try to stay awake until midnight so we could go outside and bang pots and pans together and scream Happy New Year. He lasted until about 9:00 p.m. before he fell asleep.
And Eric? Well, just when I thought we could ring in the year adult style, at 11:55 p.m., I walked into the bedroom to find him snoring. I rang in the New Year with Ryan Seacrest. Definitely not my first choice!
4 comments:
Don't worry - it truly does get better as they get older, Neila. At least then they don't vomit as much...
I so remember this Neila. It happened to me more often than not. Desert Songbird is right, it does get better when they get older. I'm really sorry about the ringing in the year adult style not happening. Now that's a real shame. Big hug to you. Try to have a very Happy New Year. :)
I rang my new year in while chatting with friends online. Hubby was in the other room dead asleep and snoring...
Happy New Year, Neila! BLEAAAAAAARGH!!
Ian
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