Hugs and loves when your insides are coming out...

As miserable and disgusting as it is to talk about, I wanted to end by sharing a sweet story in spite of all this...

During my last pregnancy, I would just lay in bed all day or on the bathroom floor and when the time came, as it always did, I would rush to the toilet where I'd usually sit, Indian style, and lean in to throw up (sorry, if it's already too detailed...it'll get better...).

In the beginning, my 30 month old son, Ashton, would run in with me. He would sometimes get tangled up in my I.v. tubing, but he would pat my back and give me hugs from behind until I was done. It's a little awkward when your insides are coming out, but still so sweet and adorable. Then, as he became used to it, he got more involved and after a long hug from behind, he would "demand" several pieces of toilet paper to throw in along with me before the flush. After a week or two of that, he took it to the next level and started mimicking me. He would spit and gag right along with me into the porcelain bowl. Then pat my neck and grab the little t.p. pieces to throw in before the flush. As disturbing as it may sound, I really felt comforted knowing I wasn't alone in those horrible moments, and that my little boy loved me and was taking care of me the best he knew how. Then one day, while I was throwing up, my son was in bed with my husband and started making these gagging sounds. We both thought he was playing "throw up time" because I just did, but we quickly caught on that it was the real deal and daddy had to rush him to me at the toilet where he threw up all of the food he ate that day. :( It was the first time he had ever thrown up! It was so sad and broke my heart to watch.

But I knew just what to do... I hugged him from behind, and patted his neck and when he was done I gave him little pieces of toilet paper to throw in before I flushed. :(

We had both taught eachother just what to do.