Today on the way home from work our sitter called and she said that Camdyn had been throwing up for the last half hour. Then when I got there, she started again. Not just spit up, like full on puking. It scared the crap out of me. I didn't know if I should sit there until she felt better (afraid she would choke on puke in the car), if I should speed home to get her into warm, dry clothes. I felt like such a rookie mom, even though I have been a mom for nearly 3 years, and almost 1.5 years worth of first years are under my belt!
Luckily, I think she just had a upset tummy. She seems fine tonight. She ate like a champ and played with Parker (she even yanked his 'ba' out of his hands a couple of times). It makes me wonder if these little people ever stop scaring the crap out of us! If that tiny bit of puke scared me, what am I going to be like the first time one of them breaks a bone, needs stitches, or gets behind the wheel of a car!?
Here are a couple of new pictures that I uploaded last night. I don't know how we ever lucked out......we have some pretty attractive offspring. :) Now I just need to figure out how to keep them this size forever! :)
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