I have been iniated into the Mother club. At 1:30am Adele puked all over me. She had gotten up for the 4th time in an hour and if anyone knows Matthews grumpy disposition when being woken knows .......it ain't pretty. Anyway so he yelled at her (like opened the door before she got to it and scared her half to death) She was so upset that she got into her not breathing thing. I called him some names while grabbing her and trying to calm her down.

I was still laying down....she was sitting up by my side when she went all exorcist on me.I received the main amount with the 2nd blow going IN my mouth (don't say AH! when puke is flying at you), my pillow was lost to the puke gods. The floor got some nice bombs to it. As did the bathroom floor NEXT to the toilet because for some reason (thanks again Matt) her Daddy frantically telling her to "DO IT IN HERE!" Didn't make sense to her. Poor thing, she's never thrown up before.

Anyway when I made it downstairs on their heels and had stopped dry heaving because yes I was dripping in vomit which is a new experience for me. I was able to calm Adele down, calmly told her to "spit it in the potty"(which she understood a bit more) and told her Mommy & Adele were going to take a bath, she cheered up (the girl is obsessed with baths).


So I got to clean her up in the bath while sitting in the water (the shower was making her shake) that had the remains of the battle floating in it. And my friends I can proudly say I kept it all in. For the sake of my little girl because that would of scared the......well maybe MORE puke out of her.

Daddy took her after she was done and I scrubbed the crud out of my body. The stinking hot water ran out too soon I tell you! Yet my skin still smells like it........i'm going to have to go grab some scented lotion because seriously this is nasty. BUT I wanted to give you my novel on why I am now officially a mom. And thank you Daddy for doing all the gross cleanup. (bed, sheets, pillow which is now in the trash, floors etc)