We slept in today, oops! I got all the kids up, and we were able to get out of the house on time, fed, happy, and even Momma got a shower (although I did throw up whilst brushing my teeth, that always gets me when I'm pregnant!). Good times.
We made it to school, the kids filed out of the car, I was almost there, that point of freedom. Cooper turned around, I assumed he wanted me to blow him a kiss like so often. I waved vigorously, and he just kept giving me this blank stare, and then he barfed all over the walkway. I jumped out of the car, now ever-so-thankful that I was able to shower and get dressed before the trip, and had him finish up in one of the planters. I'm sure some of you might find that offensive, but no way he was going to make it a bathroom, and I didn't want him to keep doing it all over the ground.
We are home now, he is set up with a barf bowl, watching TV. I am feeling quite queasy, not sure if it is pregnancy, or having had to deal with his puke. Today is not going to be good, I can just tell. I also have an appointment at 10:30. That should be fun!
Have a great day!