We will see comfort through the vomit.

So my last post was on the ugly side of being a mom. This one will be much brighter:)

Lucas woke us up this morning about 12:45am by throwing up-he has a stomach virus. As he sat in my lap and alternated from smiling to struggling to throw up, Marc was on the phone with our doctor getting some guidance. Then he left to get some Pedialyte. I know he was worried-we both were. We had the ear infection thing down pat now. But a stomach virus-that was a whole new ballgame. Lucas finally fell asleep in my arms and I wish I could have frozen time. I loved being able to comfort him. Even though it tore me up to see Marc so upset and Lucas scared, I loved being able to just hold him in my arms and watch him breathe and be able to assure Marc that things would be OK. Lucas looked at peace.

When I was getting ready this morning, I looked in on Lucas. He didn't look like a baby anymore. He had his head turned to the side with his hands close to his cheeks, but his legs were out straight. I am sure for any adult that would not be a comfortable position. He just looked so relaxed and at ease. I could have stayed there all day just looking at him.

I guess being a mom is like being a yo-yo; you have your ups and downs and sometimes some crazy tricks in between.