It's 100 times worse when the kid is sick

I'm sitting in Charlie's dark bedroom, on the spare twin mattress we threw on the floor so I wouldn't throw out my back when he needed me in the middle of the night, listening to my son whimper in his sleep.

He's so sick. Monday it seemed like a cold, maybe pink eye. Tuesday, all the cold symptoms disappeared, just to be replaced with consistent puking. He started at 6 this morning, and kept at it throughout the day, capping things off with a huge horking session just before bedtime. He's been asleep for about 1 and 1/2 hours and hopefully, the puking is over. I am pessimistic though and will be on this twin mattress on the floor until morning.

My morning sickness is just about wrapping up, at 17 weeks. Now, my kid's got it. As miserable as I was, I would take it all back just so he didn't have to suffer now. He's only 4. He doesn't understand.

In between bouts, he said, "Mommy, help me throw up now so I don't do it later." I wish I could just take it all away, kid.

Bedrest, yo

So we had to go to the doctor on Friday after I started bleeding on Thursday and we found out that the placenta ain't where it's supposed to be. I've got a misplaced placenta. The technical term is placenta previa and it just means it's resting on top of the cervix. This could be dangerous, but because I'm only 16 weeks, it will likely get out of the way in its own sweet time and I'll be able to get back to that triathlon I was training for.

That's the funny thing - I am the least active person I know. So the question I would like answered is what caused the bleeding in the first place. Because it's not like I'm DOING anything.

Complicating things is the fact I'm on blood thinners. If I start bleeding again, I have to stop the blood thinners, which in theory is keeping the kid alive. So this should be a lot of fun.

In other gross news, Charlie is FINALLY not afraid of pooping in the potty. This took about 2 years, people. But he's a big kid now - he yells from the bathroom, "I pooped and I'm not even scared!" Hurray!

Never should have made fun of Katie Holmes

Last week, I received in the mail my very own Hi Bebe Heart Rate Monitor. Yes, I bought an at-home doppler heart rate monitor. Now, it's not my very own, personal ultrasound machine. But it's close - and for this, I apologize to Katie Holmes for making fun of her freakiness when she was pregnant with Suri and had an ultrasound machine installed in her home. Honestly, if I had Tom Cruise money, I would do it, well, in a heartbeat.

Sometimes, it's difficult to find the heartbeat. My pulse seems to get in the way - I can hear the faint rapid beats behind my thunderous slow beats. Other times, I hear it right away. It's always pretty fast - 155 bpm, which if the wives' tales are correct, indicated it's a girl in there. I'm just saying.

It's been good that I've had it because for the last 2 days I've been sicker than anyone should be with a flu bug that no one else in my family seems to have contracted. When I couldn't sleep because of the nausea or the weird pains in the back of my thighs, I retraced my steps, trying to figure out who's germy hand I shook that no one else in my family touched. I was worried about the baby in the beginning of the illness because I had a fever of 102 - I figured that could be bad for a fetus-y sized thing. The fever broke quickly, and luckily I had my Hi Bebe Heart Rate Monitor, because I could still see that the kid's heartbeat was a solid 155, even when I was puking up a lung.

My doctor told me I was doing everything right - just don't get dehydrated and call him if I get back over 101.5. I think it's just about done, though. The one positive from this Martian Death Flu is I discovered VitaminWater! Hurray! Where have you been my whole life? Oh, down aisle 6? Good to know - I'll visit you often!