Thursday, December 18, 2008

17 hours 46 mins 5 seconds & barf.

That's how long until I hop a plane to visit the fam.

Until then, baby Barfzilla is going to try and thwart my plans with her evil stomach bug.  It's the tradition on our family  to start violently barfing just prior to or during a long plane ride. Let's review:

  • Hawaii [check].  
  • Stopped the plane from taking off due to morning sickness barfing on a cross country flight[check]
  • Disneyland [check]
 
Why not start barfing now?  We are going to be flying across the country.   Plus I really wanted to clean my vehicle.  I have all kinds of time. 

I will win, though.  Well maybe.  When a 10 month old has a stomach bug, nobody really 'wins'. Especially the people we sit next to on the plane.  Poor them.  I'm mentally gearing up to be 'that horrid person with the horrid explosive baby' on the airplane.  Maybe I should bring kittens to distract everyone.   

Poop was in her neck folds today.  NECK FOLDS. 

Now you know.  Lucky you.  Sometimes, it's so fun being me.  

 See that red patch between my eyes?  That is stress... or it might be jam on my webcam.  But probably stress.

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