Avrora woke up at 3 am this morning and was in the process of imitating a penguin feeding its hatchling. Except this looked to be milk and dinner: steamed artichoke, baked potato, bockwurst, a whole tomato (!?) and a dessert of blue berries.
The next hour, she and I were trying the survive the constant upchucking: Daddy gets late night duty. At first I thought it was that she ate too much. She's not been eating too much lately and suddenly her appetite seemed to reappear. Then...boomski.
Yet, this morning as I sit with her and we snuggle. She's been vomiting if we put almost anything down in her stomach. That doesn't make me feel terribly good. I hope that she has something that's going to pass quickly.
The next hour, she and I were trying the survive the constant upchucking: Daddy gets late night duty. At first I thought it was that she ate too much. She's not been eating too much lately and suddenly her appetite seemed to reappear. Then...boomski.
Yet, this morning as I sit with her and we snuggle. She's been vomiting if we put almost anything down in her stomach. That doesn't make me feel terribly good. I hope that she has something that's going to pass quickly.
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