Gross

Yesterday, my little girl wasn't feeling too well. Headache, fever, chills. Then, she let it all out and threw up. Unlike adults, kids don't really know when they're going to throw up so they don't think to run into the bathroom and basically puke all over themselves and the couch and the floor and blankets and pillows and anything else that is in a five-foot radius. Gross, right? Not so much. When you're a mom, you just deal with it and get on with life. You brush her hair out of her face and wipe the vomit off yourself and just make sure she's okay. But, it got me to thinking about what does gross us out. It doesn't bother you so much when you have to clean up your own child - when she's got a cold and you're wiping her nose or when she has an accident and you have to clean up a little poop. But, what if it was another child? It's not so gross when it's your own kid, but when it belongs to someone else? Yucky. Think about it. You're babysitting your nephew and he has a bad case of diarrhea. You're at the park and your BFFs daughter has a stream of something flowing from her nose. You're in music class and the baby next to you sneezes and sprays you. Ick. All of it. Ick. Did I just make you throw up in your own mouth a little? Sorry. Have a nice day!