Becoming a True Mother

Throw up.

That pretty much describes our whole week.  None of us made it out unscathed.  It's obviously been a rough week.  We all seem to be recovered (crossing my fingers).  The house has been disinfected top to bottom.

On Monday, I feel like I had a milestone mothering day.  If I wasn't a true mother before, I am now.  Amy threw up 9 times.  9.  In those moments, I thought, I am a true mother because there is throw up seeping through my shirt and all I can think is how can I help Amy to feel better.

My sister did share some profound wisdom with me.  She said to line your bucket with a plastic bag for easy clean up.  She is a genius, right?

Let's all shoot for a better week next week.  Please?  Universe, you're taking note of this plea, right?