New words and being sick.

Yesterday we went to one of N's little friend's birthday party. She had been fine all week and was fine at the party up until around 1.30 when she walked into their kitchen and threw up strawberries, water and milk all over their (thankfully) ceramic tile floor. We thought at first she had just ate something bad as she did not have a fever so decided to wait until cake (to see M blow out the candles) before going home.

Owen left for about 20 minutes (he was buying golf club from someone in the Tuscany area) and about 5 minutes before he came back, she threw up on my arm and down my back. We decided at that point that it was time to head home. We did not make it to the truck though before she threw up 4 more times - once on S's door mat, on her porch, on her step and then on her paver walkway. I am sooo happy there was still some snow on the ground to toss on it to 'clean' it up so no one else would step in it or slip on their way out.

I shouldn't but I feel a bit bad that I went to the party and N turned out to be so sick. S was really nice and said "It happen's" and not to worry but I still feel bad. Thankfully Owen cleaned up her major throw up (it was actually projectile =\) bc I have the worse gag reflex of anyone I know. I can't be near throw up. The smell, the feel of it through the paper towel or rag just has me almost running to the bathroom myself. Give me poopy dipes and snotty noses any day.

On top of all that, the items I ordered to make M's gift did not arrive and I forgot her card. So my child throws up on her floor and outside her home and I forget her card and do not bring a gift for her child's 2nd birthday.

She threw up again around 11pm last night, we were just coming to bed and heard her gag, ran to her room, I grabbed her and took her to the tub where she threw up. Owen woke up this morning when he heard her belch/gag but did not make it in time, and she threw up water all over her crib.

Today she is super clingy, owen and I are taking turns holding her. She has a high fever and only wants to lay on either of us. So we have been sitting in the living room on the sofa reading my Parent magazines (my sister gave me a sub to them but I never seem to read them :p) and each time she wakes up from a catnap on our chest we switch her over to the other person so one of us can get up and stretch, pee, eat etc. Poor thing is so sad looking and moaning.

In much happier news, her vocabulary is increasing. Today while I was at work she pointed at her sippy cup and said "Milk!" to O. The only thing is, she does not seem to repeat any of these words she says, so I'm wondering if it's just a "fluke"? Owen said to her after she said it, "Do you want your Milk? and she just started at him and pointed to her sippy again.

So far she has clearly said;

• Dog (she was flipping pages in Go Dog Go and each page she'd say "Dog")
• Book (she picked up on and handed it to O to read and said Book!)
• Milk (pointed to her sippy of milk)
• "nana" aka Banana (I was at the grocery store and held a bunch up and she goes Nana!!)
• Mum (she tends to say this only when she's upset though it's in a chain Mum..Mum, Mum and the more upset she gets the longer the Mum is sounded out)

That's all I can remember that she says so far. I can't get her to repeat any of them back to me though. She tends to say them only when she feels like it. heh