Motherly instincts

All day today I had the feeling that Abby wasn't herself. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I knew something wasn't right. As we were driving to our friend's house this evening, I was looking back at her in her car seat, making silly faces to see her laugh. She seemed really mellow and I got that feeling again. Right then, I prayed that she would be ok and didn't swallow something harmful. We got to our friend's, I was in the kitchen chatting while Brian and Abby were in the living room hanging out and playing. Brian came in and told me Abby had coughed up something strange. I walked into the living room and Abby was throwing up all over. Breakfast, lunch and goldfish all over the chair, carpet, herself and soon to be us. It was projectile, poor thing. Our friends were so gracious and understanding. Brian and I scrubbed away. This is what parenting is all about. She seemed to feel a lot better after that. Didn't eat much dinner, but played the rest of the evening. Praise God she is ok and now I know not to dismiss feelings I have about her well being cause you never know.