Day 6: September 1, 2023

Diapers changed: 6

There’s something spectacularly disturbing about toddler vomiting episodes. With tiny babies, their spit-up is as effortless as a laugh. The tablespoon of liquid leaps from their lips and that’s it. It’s over. They might *actually* giggle because their tummy feels better.

Toddler puking couldn’t be any more different. It’s explosive. It’s stinky. It’s traumatic for the toddler and mama (at least for the two times it has happened to Abigail).

I don’t know for sure why it happened, but at about 10:30 a.m. this morning, Abigail threw up all over the backseat of our truck. I’ll spare you the details, but oh my gracious the smell.

Thanks be to God, it doesn’t seem to be a virus, just a simple car sickness episode. It reminds me of a Bible passage I ponder pretty much daily in my motherhood: 

“Rejoice always, 17 pray without ceasing, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

It’s a wonder to me how in these moments of panic I can remain calm and help Abigail maintain peace. She was scared. Her sweet blue eyes asked me, “Is it over? Am I okay?”

My senses were telling me: ewh, ugh, stinky, liquids all over the car, no not okay.

But God granted me a demeanor of calm for Abigail. He also gave Abigail the gift of timing–I had *just* parked the car at the cafe at which we were going to have breakfast.

“It’s okay, Abigail. Mama’s here. Does your tummy hurt? No? That’s wonderful. Let’s get you cleaned up. Do you want to stand up? Okay!”

I promptly removed her soaked floral dress and sat her in the front seat to wipe her up. She smiled at me, and we knew it was going to be okay.

And Elizabeth slept through the whole thing.

Give thanks in all circumstances.

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