So two nights ago Valentine woke up around 2 in the morning- I nursed her back to sleep and as soon as she finished she threw up all over me and herself and the bed. Awesome. So she got a 2:30 a.m. bath and I took a 2:30 a.m. shower and we did a 2:30 a.m. laundry load. Then she threw up again at 8 in the morning after nursing again (again on me and the bed) and again half an hour later after drinking some water. Awesome. After having nothing but water and eventually saltine crackers and the worst diaper I've ever experienced she was fine and has been better ever since luckily- maybe a little more clingy and cuddly than usual which is fine with me. The next night she woke up again and I could NOT get her back to sleep without nursing- so I grudgingly gave in (I was worried about getting yacked on again and I'm trying to ween my nurse-happy baby) and the whole time I lied there thinking "Please don't throw up, please go to sleep, please don't throw up, please go to sleep, please don't throw up, please go to sleep, please don't throw up, please go to sleep." She didn't throw up and she went back to sleep. Phew. Nothing like vomit in your hair and cuddling with this cute little face all day to make you realize the joys of being a mother.
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