And I started off with such pep in my step too...

I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day this morning...I was looking forward to an awesome workout after taking 2 much-needed and deserved 2 days off...I was even okay with the fact that Babydaddy was gone for the week. Then IT happened.

I was dropping Noah off at school and Caleb was acting clingier than usual. He usually loves to run around the school, play with the water fountains, look at himself in the mirror. Not today. He stood still for awhile, then put his arms up to me, motioning for me to pick him up. I did and he was super quiet. He kept swallowing, and for a split second, I had a vision of him getting sick. The vision became reality when the poor baby threw up his entire breakfast on me, himself and the floor. :( I know I have 2 kids, but this has never happened to me...ever. The only vomit I have ever had on myself was my own. But I didn't have time to think about myself, my poor baby was pitiful. Pitiful! I just wanted to scoop him up and hug him, but he needed to be cleaned up...thank GOD I had some clothes for him in the truck. I will ALWAYS have extra clothes with me from now on! Some lovely ladies at the school helped me clean up Caleb's mess and I jetted on out of there to get some clean clothes on my baby. Because it was raining, I had a windbreaker in the car, so I took MY shirt off and put the jacket on...yes in the freaking parking lot in broad daylight. Sorry for those who had to see it, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. Once we were dressed, I got the car going back to Milton...and Caleb was asleep not even 5 minutes into the car ride. That's how I know he's not feeling well. :(

I made an appointment for him tomorrow morning, which means Noah will probably miss out on school. I'm hoping its something "minor" like an ear infection or an upset tummy...please, no flu. :(