I am a real momma now

So picture this... I am running Jaxton's bath water and Ashlynn is laying on the couch. I tell her it is time to pick up her toys. Well she starts crying and telling me that her stomach hurts and that she can't pick up her toys. I naturally, like the mother of the year I am, tell her she better get to picking them up or they will become mine (thinking the stomach ache is surely a plot to get out of picking up). So I get Jaxton in the bath and all clean and I start running Ashlynn's bath water. I go to feed Jaxton and let Ashlynn know that she will be getting in the bath soon so she better hop to it. Well I no more get Jaxton latched on and then it happens-the noise that all mother's fear....vomit! Yes that is right, Ashlynn is vomiting all over the couch and the floor and the bathroom sink and the bathroom floor and the bathroom rugs and her favorite blankets.

Well crap oh dear what it the world am I suppose to do now! Jaxton just started eating and now I have a very sick five year old. And of course Marshal is at a meeting! Great just Great!

I lay Jaxton in the floor, throw Ashlynn in the bath and you can only imagine how happy that made both kids. They are both screaming their hearts out.

All I could do was cry myself and think "well Andrea you are a real momma now!

P.S. I am pretty sure this is why my mom only had one child!