There is nothing more disorienting than waking up at 2 am to find your toddler vomiting all over his pillow. I'm talking whole bean regurgitation on his self, Mr. Lion and the bed. Twice. We ran out of bedding for him to up chuck in. My twisted pregnant stomach, after an hour of wiping sour Mexican food from my son's face, decided it need to be fed. Although, I guess I don't really have a sensitive stomach. It just seemed like I shouldn't be hungry. Sadly, I have to deal with a lot of gross stuff at this job and my previous job, take an hour lunch, then get back to it.
I'm not sure what was wrong with Aiden on Sunday. Saturday we let him take an extra long nap because we made plans to eat dinner in Houston. Shannon was celebrating her birthday in Houston, so we drove up for the child/prego-friendly part of the plans. We don't get to see Shannon very often since she moved out of town, so it was great to see her. I used to work with her at the vet clinic I worked in during college. Good times.
Anyway, Aiden fell asleep in the car around 10:30 and we got home at 11:30. The vomiting commenced not long after that. Travis laid in the room with him so he could direct as much vomit into the trash can as possible. (THANK YOU, TRAVIS!) The next day he seemed much better. I introduced water and food to him slowly to make sure he was fine. No problems there.
But around 10:30 that morning the constipation hit. This was the worst it's ever been. He bent over and cried for 30 minutes. We offered him prune juice, but he wouldn't drink it. After a while, we decided to put him in the tub. I've heard that can help soften things up a bit. He was in the water for an hour without much output. He was crying almost the entire time. We got him out of the bath tub and put him in front of the TV for some distraction. He wouldn't sit down, but he calmed down and kneeled on the couch. He wouldn't sit down for lunch so I put the food and juice on the coffee table for him. I offered him lots of whole grains and fruit, hoping to get something in there to help move things along. Thankfully he ate a prune.
I didn't think we would be able to get him down for nap because he was in pain. But at the same time I wasn't surprised that he passed out the second his head hit the pillow. While Aiden was asleep, Travis ran to the gas station to grab some apple juice. Aiden loves that stuff, so we didn't have any trouble getting him to drink a lot of that after his 2-hour nap.
We had planned on going to see the Polar Express in 4D that afternoon, but there was no way I was going to take him anywhere like that. He would bend over and cry periodically. We try to comfort him, but most of the time he gets angry and pushes us away. It's so horrible being that helpless. Finally around 6 or 7 he pushed out a giant rock. Travis claims it was the size of his fist, but he has big hands. I'm not sure that's physically possible. With as difficult this one was, perhaps he wasn't lying.
I think Aiden is having sympathy pregnancy pains.