This past weekend I did not win Mother of the Year. At all. Friday was our big shopping trip that my mom and I have been planning for about 2 months now. Everything was set directions printed, coupons printed, diaper bag packed. And then Belle spent the car ride down throwing up. And here comes my big mommy fail. We kept going. I didn't turn around and take my sick girl home.
She slept pretty much the entire car ride (when she wasn't throwing up) sleeping. She slept pretty close to the entire shopping trip in her stroller. She didn't eat nor did she want anything to eat. We gave her water which in the end came back up too.
Yes, my child does not have pants on, whats it to ya?
On our way home when she wasn't getting any better and was now dry heaving and throwing up phlegm I began to panic. She has never been this bad before. Whenever she had a stomach bug she would throw up a few times in the morning and by afternoon she would be fine and at dinner time she would be eating. Not this time.
My sick girl on Sunday.