Hours of sleep I had before the first puking child came into our bed :1
Hours between the first upchucked child and the second pukey child climbing into our bed :1
Total number of times Gavin barfed :6
Total number of times Harrison ralphed (Yes, I am trying to list all the different names for vomit. Really, I have a tab opened with a list of all the names) :3
Number of Wal-Mart sacs sacrificed to catch the spewed chunks :4
Amount of laundry in need of washing :4 bath towels, 3 sets of sheets, 8 dish towels, 5 blankets, 3 sets of pajamas, and 2 pillows.
Total number of hours of sleep I got :5 (this may be enough for some, but not nearly enough for me)
Total number of hours of sleep for Steve : a lot more! Somehow, after the first couple rounds of chum he managed to sleep through the noise and commotion. One day I hope to be as talented as Steve.
After the final blow-out the amount of prayers I said that the sun would rise to bring a new day free of the regurge :okay, so, I don't really know this number, but it was a lot! I'm thrilled to report my prayers were answered! What little food was eaten stayed down all day.
Parenting is made up of the good, the bad, and the oh-let's-not-do-this-again. This night was definitely the latter of the three.
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