The moment I became a mom...

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You think you become a mom when you give birth, but I'm here to tell you that's simply not true! The moment you become a mom is the first time your sweet little precious angel baby vomits ALL over you!!! Sure, he's spit up on me and I've had poop, snot, food on me from time to time, but nothing compares to the all out projectile puking I experienced this morning! Oh my, I'm still traumatized! He was not feeling fab yesterday but I just gave him some ibuprofen and chalked it up to teething...cut to this morning, he's still not feeling great and pretty mopey. I put on mickey and we snuggled in the chair until he started rolling around saying  "hurt, hurt" I just assumed he was trying to poop, little did I know! All of a sudden it started and I froze! Throw up all over the two of us, I thought it was over, but sadly it continued, I didn't know what to do, so jumped up and ran us to the bathroom with him still going the whole time. I started the water for a bath about the time he finally started to ease up. But of course he was just as traumatized as I was and clung to me like an abused spider monkey! There was nothing I could do, we sat there together on the bathroom floor sandwiched in puke and I just rocked my sweet angel waiting for the moment he would calm down. I became a mom right there on that bathroom rug, water still running, chunks of milk rolling down my arms. Then The Farmer came home. He heard the water, and came in the bathroom stepping in the vomit as he rushed to us and suddenly stopped as he realized just what was soaking his socks..then disgustedly started taking them off...he got no sympathy from the "new mom" covered in puke trying to comfort a puke soaked little angel that continued clinging to me for dear life. The shock soon wore off and The Farmer helped me loosen his grip, get his clothes off and into the bath kicking, screaming, and yelling "mommy, mommy!" As I flung off my clothes and started grabbing everything that had been "contaminated" all I could think was that's right little angel, I'm your mommy and always will be :)

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  1. Aw, this is so true! I distinctly remember the first time my oldest daughter (now 6) vomited all over me!