One for the team

After commenting to my mom on Sunday that Zoe hasn't been sick yet (5.5 months old), Zoe promptly became sick that night.

Warning: Subject matter is about poops and puke. Reader discretion is advised.

It started with a fussiness and soon her diaper was making noises. It was her first real series of diarrhea and it was about 2:30am. We were caught off guard. But Yvonne worked with her for a while and changed a couple diapers. Then I took over and changed one myself until about 4:30am, when Zoe was calm enough to sleep. That was Sunday night.

We all woke up sick Monday morning. We knew we couldn't take a sick baby to day care--diarrhea is like the No. 1 thing they want to avoid because other kids could get it. So we all stayed home. I started feeling better by the afternoon and would say I was 100% by around 3pm. I think Yvonne started feeling better around that time as well. For us, the sickness was mainly an intense headache behind the eyes and in the forehead.

Poor little Zoe though. Her diet went to "Pedialyte" (a mix of Gatorade and sugar water from what I can tell) for the day and she added a runny nose to her symptoms. We talked to our doctor and did what we were told. Things seemed to be moving along and not getting worse. That was all we were focused on.

Last night, things got worse. After taking the Pedialyte all day, we moved on to a mix of formula and non flavored Pedialyte. She kept down the formula mix and things were good. She crashed after a long effort by Yvonne to get her to fall asleep.

The whole time, I'm in the kitchen making the baked good for a Halloween Festival at the day care today. Parents in our room all need to bring a baked good because they are doing the cake walk. Sounds easy. I made a lemon delight thing that we left in the fridge all night and this morning, the damn thing was still too gooey to slice into pieces. Like I say, I'm the chef, Yvonne is the baker. She can bake some good things and probably could even do a lemon delight, although she admitted she's never done one. I'm all about making sauces and stuff.

So last night around 1:30am, Zoe wakes up hungry. Yvonne feeds her in bed and she starts this scary choking noise. So Yvonne quickly sits Zoe up and the baby pukes all over the bed. We clean her up, change the sheets and Yvonne takes Zoe into the other room to calm her down. They come back to bed and we all slept until this morning.

Then, Yvonne took one for the team. We fed Zoe again in bed and she made the scary choke noise again. Yvonne sat her up and I said,"She's going to puke again." So, Yvonne picked her up--it was like a scene in a movie where the hero dives for the bullet screaming, "Nooooooooo!"-- and the baby proceeded to vomit all over Yvonne. We didn't have to change that damn sheet again, but poor Yvonne had a second pair of PJs puked on.

So, Yvonne got ready for work at that point and I'm on Daddy Day Care mode with a sick daughter. Runny nose, coughing and sneezing, and of course the diapers. I'm just trying to keep her hydrated and happy--feeding her sitting up. I'm taking a second day off from work and we're pretty sure poor Zoe is going to miss her first Halloween Festival. Yvonne is seeing if we still need to volunteer. And Yvonne's probably going to end up buying a baked good to drop off.