Another first for The Bowens...

She Barfed.

Other than spitting up every once in a while when she was an infant this is the first time she has actually thrown up. To be perfectly honest...it sucked!. Not because it was on her and me and the rug or because it was gross...it sucked because she had hit her head earlier in the night on the coffee table. She seemed fine after her fall. She had dinner and had a tubby, but then she came into the kitchen and was fussy and clinging to my legs. I sat down on the floor with her to give her some love and she barfed. Of course all we could think was that she had a concussion. She was perfectly fine after the barf-o-rama in the kitchen but we kept her up past her bedtime to keep an eye on her. Of course this was only a day or 2 after Natasha Richardson was in that ski accident so I am totally paranoid of every head bump.

She is fine...I am not.

Seriously, does the worrying ever stop?

(okay, I just reread this post and it doesn't really make sense but you get the idea...I don't have the energy to rewrite it. Rob is out with the boys and I am heading to bed)

Goodnight All!