Name that tune and I'll send you a prize.
Also, when I come up with an idea for a post, I start a draft on my blogger app. I actually started this post on Monday and finished it on my lunch break Thursday. I promptly forgot to post it and am now posting it on the following Monday.
Vom-phobic: self coined title of this author's irrational fear of vomit.
Emetophobia: the real word for author's coined term above.
Backstory: For as long as I can remember, I have had an irrational anxiety attached to vomit. More specifically, the thought of me throwing up. I will literally make myself sick when a stomach bug starts going around. Ironic? Yes.
I really thought that I had recovered from my vom-phobia during two back to back pregnancies, both of which had a fair amount of puke. I REALLY thought I was over it. That's what you get for thinking.
Monday, I went to see my BFF to fill out some paperwork. We have a pretty tight bond because her son was due 5 days after Hadley. She was telling me all about her son projectile vomiting the night before and all my old feelings of anxiety came rushing back. The tightness in my chest, the instant stomach-ache, and the nagging almost compulsive feeling to sanitize things were hitting me hard. In the face.
I was carefully analyzing Hadley's behavior. I was watching her for the first sign of sickness or stomach discomfort. She's been her normal, happy-go-lucky, smiling self. This morning, she woke up talking and giggling. I was getting ready for work when I heard her giggles on the baby monitor. I then heard a cough, and another cough, and a splatter.
Yes, the stomach bug has hit our house. Please pray that it exits as quickly as it entered and effects minimal members of the family.
Don't forget about this little Giveaway.
Also, first person to name the song stuck in my head secondary to writing the alternative title will get a prize.
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