Tuesday night Payton threw up for real, for the first time in her little life. :( It was nasty!! I couldnt' go near her sheets. Once I pulled my poor little baby out of her crib, I called for Marty to do the real dirty work. He's a trooper that way and though he gagged the whole time, he pulled the sheets from the bed and rinsed them out while I cleaned up and remarkably unstressed baby. She wasn't crying or upset at all. She just kept saying, "I puked.puked Mommy. Puked." Ryder was amazing. As soon as he realized what happened he came running to the bathroom with Payton's water. He rubbed her back and got her clean jammies and a lego plane...I guess that made sense to him. :) He's been very nurturing this whole time, worried about his baby sis.
Payton got super cuddly, which is not normal for her so I soaked up those snuggles and tried to calm my heart as I watched her wretch her guts out over the next few days. It's sooo hard to watch your babies puke!! She was so brave and never got upset at all. Eventually, after 5 days of this, she got grouchy and whiney and needy, but who can blame her?