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Icky Sickey

December 31, 2010

In the middle of the night, I heard an unmistakable sound. Even though it was the first time it has happened in the last year, I instantly new the sound of projectile vomit in a crib. So we had a 2:00 AM sheet and clothing change and then cuddling, more puking and some sleeping for the rest of the night. Right now she is sprawled across Daddy’s lap on the couch passed out. My poor baby. I hate it when she feels bad. The silver lining is that it happened this weekend and not next weekend on her birthday.

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