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I had a really weird night last night. Around 10 my husband wanted us to go up to bed but I had started falling asleep on the couch. One thing about me is I get irrationally pissed off at whoever tries to wake me up if I haven't been sleeping at least a couple hours. Like hulk smash, will eat your face rage. I wake up at almost 2am, still on the couch, with my big orange kitty snuggling on my stomach. Holy fuck it's 2am. So I head on up the stairs a little embarrassed at how long I slept on the couch and thinking about the teasing I was in for from the big bird. He calls me an old lady when I fall asleep watching tv.

I get into bed as quietly as I can and start to drift back to sleep. The next thing I know the big bird is sprinting to the bathroom and I hear the tell tale water splash and know he just puked. So we get everything cleaned up and he is having a lot of stomach pain but it seems to be getting better so at 3am we finally go back to sleep. I woke up around 5am, about an hour and a half before i needed to get up. I'm pretty used to this (waking up before my alarm is an anxiety thing) so I thought nothing of it and tried to will myself back to sleep.


Uh oh. I know that feeling all too well from pregnancy. Now it's my turn to run the bathroom, vomit my entire stomach contents and wipe puke from the toilet. I felt better after throwing up but nausea keeps coming and going.

I really hope this was from the new frozen pizza we tried yesterday from lunch and not the stomach flu. I would hate for the peep to catch anything.

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