Weekend Fun!

Do you remember the post about Nolan's first explosive pooh? Well I think I finally had a gross parenting experience to top that. Don't worry there are no photos!
Pat and I realized that Nolan has finally hit that age where we can actually go out in public and Nolan will (most likely) behave himself or at least have fun. So we made a list of activities that we could do as a family. The typical things were on there of course, the zoo, aquarium, museums, etc but we decided that bowling would be an achievable activity that we could do anytime. So Saturday night we went bowling. This was our very first planned family activity.
Nolan wasn't so sure at first, i think the loud bowling noises and 80's music were a little too much for him. After a few minutes he calmed down so we put him in his stroller with a snack, otherwise known as Nolan's Happy Place. We bowled 2 games, Pat kicked my butt per usual and Nolan was doing even better then great, he was PERFECT!
That is until i look over and see that Nolan is throwing up. I don't mean spitting up a little milk or spitting out his snack, like full on, faucet turned to high throwing up. I had no clue what to do. I had been dreading this day since I found out I was pregnant...I hate vomit! I don't think it's too much to ask for a kid that NEVER vomits!
After he threw up what seemed to be 3 times his body weight we went into action. I striped him down, wiped up as much as i could and tried my best not to throw up myself, it was tough though! We immediately drove home and put him in the bath. I figured the worst was behind us as he seemed to be in good spirits, talking, singing and giggling. We did our bedtime routine and put him down, phew! About an hour later he woke up crying so Pat went into check on him. I heard over the monitor Pat pick him up, gasp and Nolan crying again. Nolan had thrown up all over Pat (Thank you God it wasn't me!) and when I walked in Pat was rushing out to rinse off. So we repeated the whole process over again, strip, bath and bed.
I called Nolan's doctor who advised me that it was probably a virus that would work itself out but that I should not let Nolan sleep alone as there is a very small chance that he could throw up again and choke. Well, if you've been around Nolan lately you know he's not much of cuddle-r and he has never been one to sleep well with others. But I was determined to get him to sleep with me so I could keep an eye on him. He actually did surprising well, but I woke up every 30 minutes to check on him. It was a long night!