Today has not been a good day. It has been a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day! First, today would have been Candii's 33rd birthday. I miss calling her and hearing her laugh and "crow." She loved her birthday. Even though we know she is having the best birthday ever, it's hard to celebrate because we miss her so much! Happy Birthday, Candii Cane! I miss you!
If that weren't bad enough, I've had to change my clothes 3 times today. Why? Because that's how many times Evie threw up on me today. Ick, ick, ick, ick, ICK! And she threw up 3 other times but I managed to get it in a bucket and she threw up in her crib once. Ick, ick, ick, ick, ICK! For those that don't know it, I have a fear of vomiting. I just can't be around it without a racing heart and major anxious nerves. Being a mom must inspire courage where there has been none before because I've been able to comfort her and hold her even covered with ick, ick, ick, ick, ICK! She had three spells between 5 and 6:10 then we had a 3 hour reprieve where she played and acted very happy. Then at 9 we started a second set of spells. She is in her crib now sleeping and I am praying that we are done for the night. Please, please, please let us be done for the night!!!! Shawn and I are hoping that tomorrow, our 4th anniversary, is not full of buckets, clothes changes and ick, ick, ick, ick, ICK!
Update: Shortly after finishing my blog post last night Evie threw up again. That was the last time and now at 10 am she has had several small sips of water without problem. I had a very bad night of sleeping because for the first hour and half every time she would cry I would rush to her room. Then she woke up twice more and required rocking for 45 minutes. I am hoping to get back to when she was sleeping till 9:30 and only woke up once. We are going to try a little toast this morning and I pray it goes well.