Baby throw up...

Here's a fun story... (kind of gross for those with weak stomachs)

When Ash was about 4 weeks old he started throwing up after every meal (and he was still eating about every three hours so it was ALL the time). The doctor would say "is it projectile vomit?" And I would tell him how it would spew across the bed and smack the wall of his crib. Yes it was projectile. Not fun.


So I learned quickly how to hold him out while he puked to avoid getting covered in it. One night I took him to Tom's football game and one of his friends' mom (Diane) was holding Ash and he puked all down her front. She was wearing a zipup and tank and the puke went all down her tank. We've always laughed at it (ok... Tom laughed and I giggled slightly and felt mostly embarrassed).

After two weeks of this they finally figured out he needed surgery to fix a muscle in his tummy that was causing it. After that he didn't really puke or spit up anymore... until now.

We had just dropped off Tom's truck at the dealership to get an oil change. They said it would be a little over an hour wait so we had settled into the waiting room (I settled, Ash was running rampant). Ash came over and started wimpering. My mommy psychic powers told me it was his tummy so I picked him up to run to the nearest garbage. He looked at me all sad like "it hurts" then just hurled. All down my front. The front of my deep v-neck shirt with a tank underneath. Into the tank.

So I thought baby puke with curdled milk was gross, but toddler puke with real food is even worse. Puke full of Top Ramen soup noodles. Yes what followed was extremely embarrassing (Tom came to rescue me). Ash immediately felt fine and started running rampant (in the bathroom this time though).

Long story short... karma sucks. We laughed at Diane when she got puke down her shirt. Except Tom laughed WAY more than I did... better watch out!