Please note – in case you hadn’t figured it out from the title, this post is about vomit. If you are eating, or get queasy at the mere thought of vomit, you may just want to click away now.
It started in the wee small hours of Saturday morning. First the baby, then one of the girls, then the big boy. By 3am I’d given up on the idea of sleeping and was just waiting for the next round of vomiting to hit and trying to decide if I felt like hurling myself or if I was just really, really tired.
Thankfully the spewing was short lived and by the morning (the real, day light, kind of morning that is) it seemed to have stopped and I was just left with four pale, tired children who had mild temps, and a really really tired mother.
It’s days like these that ABC kids is my bestest friend, and we holed up on the couch and watched TV all day, some of us through partially closed eyes. I decided the piles of spewy washing, the messy house and a nutritious dinner could wait until tomorrow, I had coped with enough for one day.
Coping with vomit is just one of those things you have to do as a parent. When I was teaching preschool I had a yearly agreement with a fellow staff member – “Poo or spew?” We’d agree which of us would deal with which thing. I always got spew because my work mate just couldn’t manage to deal with it without joining in herself. I still think I got the better deal because working with three and four year olds there was a lot more poo than spew! These days I draw the short straw on both accounts, I get to deal with both poo and spew.
We use the ‘Sara Lee Method’…. you know… “layer upon layer upon layer.” Whether in bed or on the couch I make a protective strudel (cause that’s just what you want to think about when dealing with vomit right?) with alternating layers of towels and garbage bags. My big kids are all pretty good at managing a bucket, but this was the baby’s first experience with an backwards stomach (apart from all the refluxy vomits, but that’s not quite the same) and even the big’uns sometimes miss time things, especially when they are asleep. The towel and garbage bag strudel means that I can just whip off the top messy layer and chuck it straight into a bucket, and I don’t have to change the whole bed, or worse, scrub the couch.
Unless our kids have been vomiting for a couple of days I don’t bother with fancy bought re-hydration fluid. They are expensive, require a car ride into town with vomiting kids (so un-fun!), and my kids usually refuse to drink them anyway. Instead, we go for a water bottle beside the bed or couch with constant reminders to drink, and home made icy poles. Morgan won’t drink anything but water (which is usually fabulous) but he will have an icy pole made from fruit juice or weak cordial if he’s unwell.
I am a big fan of toast and vegemite as the first food when appetite comes back, but my girls are not vegemite fans (I know… I can’t believe it either!) so instead we go for toast and jam…. and lots of water.
So how do you cope when the Vomit Monster Comes to town?
Anyone got any great tips on how to cope with the washing? What’s the best way to deal with the chunky bits?