Poor Decisions in Late Night Parenting Adventures

Mere moments after going to bed, I heard Ruby yelling and crying. Simone and I got up to find that she had thrown up all over her bed. Edward had been throwing up for the past few days, so I guess she got it from him. The bigger problem was this was the exact moment that Simone got it too, so clean up was up to ol’ Dad.

Now, if you know me well, you probably have noticed that I am a little OCD, a little ADD, part ADHD, part ODB and all OMG. Most of my issues have to do with food and textures, and puke is probably my worst nightmare: a perfect storm of all my issues and problems. I didn’t think I was going to survive.

The other pertinent piece of information is that our new place has no laundry. I don’t know of any all night laundromats in Richmond (or any laundromats at all in Richmond), so that meant my cleaning options were the sink, the toilet, or the shower. I don’t know what I should have chosen, but it was late, I was tired, and the toilet and sink seemed too small to fit three large blanket/bedspreads. I chose the shower. In hindsight, I don’t know if there was a good choice, but shower was definitely not it.

The problem with the shower is that it is a stand alone shower with no tub, so I couldn’t really fit everything in at once, and also the drain grate is screwed on. As I tried to shake the blankets clean, the drain quickly clogged and the shower started to fill with icky water. Of course I didn’t notice this, as I was flailing about under the shower head, trying so hard to keep my dinner down. So the shower overflowed onto the bathroom floor.

Now I am frantically trying to clear the drain, but everytime I get some stuff out, more immediately takes its place. Somehow it did not occur to me to turn the water off. I’m sure this story is already gross enough already, so let’s just say the bathroom was a mess, and I managed to clean it all up without puking, so a minor victory for me.

When I finally was done, Ruby started throwing up again, so I sat with her and held her hair back, wishing I had drank more in college so I could have had some experience with this sort of thing. Ruby was up on and off all night, and unfortunately so was Simone, and of course Edward woke up to cheer everybody on, so now I am exhausted and have to go find somewhere to launder several garbage bags full of barfy bedclothes. All part of the joys of parenting I suppose. I need a nap.