Puke!

I am going to talk about puke today. Puke is one of those things that up until now, I could never talk about. It is on a list of things I would plug my ears instantly if someone started to talk about it. In fact, if i was sick and I puked, I would whisper it to someone to tell them what was wrong with me, as if it was a "dirty" word! In my world...it was. Why? Because I have the gag reflex of an 8 month old apparently. At this point, you might be asking yourself why I decided to blog about it then?

Because in the words of Faith Hill "A Baby Changes EVERYTHING!"

Am I comfortable talking about it? Um, no. This is an exercise in "practice makes comfortable"...sort of. Ever seen "What About Bob?" Baby steps man, baby steps.

I am sure no one really cares but there are two things that I am really proud of myself for:

1 - I don't gag when K gags.
2 - I spent an entire night covered in K's 8 month old puke and didn't gag or puke myself.

Huge accomplishments for me.

K gags whenever you put something new in his mouth. He will gag once, eat it, gag a 2nd time, eat it and then...not gag again. It never fails. When we went to Reno to see my amazing Aunt Sharrie get married, he displayed this behavior more than once. Poor Uncle Jim was so graceful and helpful by attempting to come to the rescue with towels and napkins and was shocked to see that the child who made the loud barfing sound was smiling with a little frosting on his face, or a little rice puff in his mouth. We told everyone, don't worry he does that anytime you give him something new. Mixed veggies - gag, Blueberries & banana - Gag, Peaches - gag, you name it - gag!

A couple years ago, if I even heard someone else gag, I would puke. I have no idea why, but hearing someone else gag makes me hurl! My brother Jason has been reduced to tears of hysteria watching me get sick because of hearing/seeing someone else gag. Now...I just laugh and say "you are so cute". Warning - if I am friends with you and we are hanging out and you gag and my response is to bust out laughing, I am really really sorry! Hey - it's better than something like this pie eating scene in Stand By Me - happening.

On another note, I survived an entire night being puked on by the miracle baby. I don't know how, but I didn't get sick once. It has always been a fear of mine to have a child and not be able to take care of him/her when sick. I proved I can do it, I think. This time it was only puke. Not sure how or if I can handle it coming from both ends or not. That is an entirely different issue, but like I said "baby steps"!

Enough about puke - here are some adorable pictures of the baby, that will not make anyone gag: