Monday, September 7, 2009

More puking...Really?


So while Mark was still gone, more puking ensued. We drove to Bend to visit some very amazing friends. Hailey and Anna had horse back riding lessons and when I arrived I was told that a horse was available for me to ride also. I checked with Grandma Lois and Kristina to see if they would mind watching Claire. They were glad to oblige. As we began our trail ride, I looked over to make sure the baby was okay. I saw two women bending over the stroller and looking up in my direction every once in a while with what I perceived to be concerned looks. As we made our way back and were close enough for me to yell if everything was okay I was shocked to hear "Claire puked". As we dismounted I found my baby and snuggled her. After putting her in her seat and leaving the horse ranch, Claire began whimpering. I thought her puking might be a fluke because Hailey's puking was 72 hours passed, but alas it wasn't. About 5 minutes from our hostesses house Claire barfed up undigested scrambled eggs and sweet sickening smelling cantaloupe. Oh my favorite...another dismantlement of a car seat. Taking apart these car seats is on par with doing a colon polyp surgery without the knowledge of a polyp or a colon. Claire then didn't sleep well until we returned home 4 days later. I greeted Mark with all the love a sleep deprived, puke exhausted, tired of kids in general mom could muster. I felt like punching him right in the face but then my rage faded to uncontrollable sobbing. He looked so bewildered as to why I was mad at him and sometimes to this day still shakes his head in disbelief at my adamant refusal to allow anymore 10 day trips...he should read my blog...Right?