26 September 2007

Baby Ainsley 365: Buggy

First, the pictures:


Daddy and Ainsley went out for a run together on Monday - because Daddy's getting fat! Seriously, a colleague looked at me at our annual Pastors' retreat last week and said, "You've gained some weight this year, haven't you?" Sad - just sad. But true.

And this is a picture of what we see every morning when our little princess wakes up each morning.


We've been standing by ourselves since Friday - next thing you know she'll be driving...

So Ainsley caught a bug somewhere last week and it got really bad yesterday and today. She's snotty and miserable and maybe teething and just a bit of a pain right now. AND now Daddy has the bug as well. Last night I cancelled a Bible study because I just felt terrible - achy and feverish and miserable, in bed by 9:00. This morning I had a great workout at the gym and the day's been downhill from there. Came back home for a service project with our confirmation kids, during which Baby A refused to let me put her down for more than thirty seconds - my arms, already sore from weights, were just aching by the time we got done. Then, while I was training our first year students for acolyte duty, she started coughing and gagging a little bit. I picked her up and patted her back, and she proceeded to throw up.

All.

Over.

My.

Shoulder.

This wasn't cute little baby spit-up, either - my shoulder looked like I had a vomit epaulette. Lovely. Still, it didn't even come close to what AJ's cousin Q did to Beloved when we were in Oregon for Brother-in-law's wedding: that stuff was chunky.

Thankfully, the baby's day ended by falling asleep in my arms while I gave her a final bottle after her bath. No matter how awful my day is, there's nothing that beats that moment. Nothing.

Still, I hope I don't have to do it again at 3:00 tomorrow morning - there is such a thing as too much of a good thing...

5 comments:

  1. jeepers... now that you've caught this bug all i can say is that i hope your not throwing up on people's shoulders. (well throwing up period...wherever.) ick...

    rest.

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  2. Perhaps Ainsley was just taking the title of your last sermon to heart?

    "Real and Messy."

    Sharp theological mind she has...

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  3. I remember quite well Cousin Z had a vomit attach. Didn't end until he was 2. =) Hope the bug leaves her soon. =)

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  4. Don't blink dad...they grow up quickly. Tonight our oldest came home from college with his girl friend for a quick hello. They were just in and out real quick. He didn't even ask for money!

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  5. Ha ha - very funny, Matt. It was indeed real messy.

    And notice how tired I was yesterday - "what we see EVERY MORNING when she wakes up EACH MORNING." Yeesh you'd think I'd have caught that. Thankfully it's just been a feverish type of thing - no vomiting for me, and for AJ only because she's swallowed so much snot her stomach can't handle it anymore. Today she was much better; not nearly as snotty and very, very happy. Nice baby! :-)

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