You Know You're a Mother When: Throw Up
My lil guy was congested and curled up against me the other night as he fell asleep. He started hacking and seemed to have trouble breathing so I picked him up and headed down the hall to recline on the sofa and allow him some relief lounging at an angle. But, halfway there the poor kid choked a bit and everything came up — all over me. It landed on my head, face, in my hair, across my Read more









