Hi! Yesterday was a pretty good day. Jack got to visit with his grandparents, we had only a few meltdowns, and I baked a really great pie. Life was good.

Until bathtime. 👀

I brought Jack upstairs and started the tub like I do every night. After I turned the water on- he started to cry. He usually likes bathtime, so it was a bit weird. I brought him across the hall to undress him and it happened.

He just puked. Over my shoulder, all over the wall. It ran down onto the trim, and onto the floor.

Now, I have to seriously fight my natural instincts in this situation; because what I wanted to do was drop him and run.

My secondary mom instincts kicked in after a short internal battle, and I quickly got him and the wall cleaned up, Jack undressed and in the tub.

The worst part about it was that I was unprepared. He wasn’t sick, had no fever, wasn’t coughing or gagging. He was fine! After he threw up he was fine. He slept all night.

I know this because I checked on him 12 times through the evening and night.