24 June 2008: Rough Night for Daddy
Em has gone back to work three days/week at Chez Panisse for the
summer so Daddy is on patrol. Tonight was my first night alone
with the little guy since April and he's changed so much I was once
again apprehensive, and for good reason.
First off, right when I was about to put him in his bath I got 'bad
tummy' and was forced to the toilet while he watched with amusement from
the exer-saucer. After a pleasant bath we settled in bed for
mommy's milk. He quickly downed about half of his 6-ounce allotment then
seemed to lose interest so I picked him up for gentle burping at which
point he vomited all over my shirt, regained his composure, then
projectile vomited the remaining contents of his little (pretty big
actually) tummy all over the bed, soaking through not just the duvet
cover but into the comforter as well.
Poor little guy I thought. I'll deal with that after you've
finished your remaining milk and are fast asleep. And that was
what happened, he finished the remaining milk, and I once again picked
him up for gentle burping and once again he projectile vomited all over
my shirt and his. Aggggrrrhhhh!
Now frustrated, and mad at mommy for not telling the neighbor not to
feed him before I got home, I stripped off both our shirts, wiped the
vomit off of him, put him in a new shirt, and endeavored to put him to
bed. He would have none of it and I left him in his crib crying
while I stripped the bed, put the duvet and comforter in the washer, and
then headed to the shower to the sounds of him crying. While
soaping off and grumbling I realized I hadn't raised the side of the
crib to its full height and that made me even more upset for being such
a lousy Daddy.
Then it got quiet, and upon exiting the shower I found him fast
asleep on him tummy. Total crying time was less than 10 minutes.
I can handle this, after all, he's pretty much the best little guy ever.
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