This was one of the thousands of times in our lives in which my husband turned to me and said, “It’s a glamorous life we lead, isn’t it?” For those who need proof of the glamour of being a mom, read on as I present my recent evidence!
Last night we went house hunting during a nice evening drive. I got dressed up in a pretty summer dress, high heeled sandals and did up my hair. I figured that my husband and I don’t go out on many dates, and even a drive to look at homes could be a mini date for us (even though we had the kids in the car).
I thought I’d give my hubby an excuse to want to take me out of the house more often- why not? This is one occasion, however, that I wish I had NOT been dressed up.
Being the frugal mom that I am, I always pack snacks when we’re going on a car ride. I packed a drink for everyone and a little snack, including a sippy cup of milk for our son, Truett. All was going fine as our daughter, London, fed Truett his Ritz Bitz cracker sandwiches and milk. We cruised through town looking at houses for sale.
Then suddenly, Truett had a half cough/half laugh, with a weird gurgling sound at the end. We had just pulled into a cul de sac and spotted a nice condo for sale when we heard the strange sound. London said, “That sounded weird,” and I said, “That sounded like puke!” We all laughed, and I turned my head to look at Truett.
Just then, a scene that looked more appropriate to be shown in The Exorcist than our car unfolded right before my eyes. As I looked on, the largest projectile vomit I have ever seen in my life was expectorated from my poor toddler’s mouth! My daughter ducked toward the window as if in slow motion, and my husband pulled the car over instantly.
In front of some unsuspecting stranger’s house, we quickly exited the car to start damage control! Poor Truett, who hasn’t thrown up since he was a baby, had no idea what just happened and was screaming. The car was covered in, let’s just say stuff, which was far too gross to describe here. Thank goodness we had just filled his stomach with food and drink, right?
No spot in the back seat of the car was left unsoiled, including the entire carseat. Thankfully I had a mini pack of diaper wipes which were enough to clean off Truett’s skin, but for the rest there was no cleaning that could fix what had just happened!
We quickly high-tailed it home, where we stripped the boy down to his diaper in the driveway and my husband hosed out the carseat. Thank goodness we happened to be testing out a new product from Febreze at the time, the Febreze Fabric Refresher, which went to work on the foul stench of curdled milk which permeated our car! (You can read my full review of Febreze Fabric Refresher here, which you now understand why I was motivated to write today.)
How to Clean Up Vomit
You knew we wouldn’t leave you hanging without the specifics of how to clean up the stuff! Here are helpful links that will help you clean up life’s unexpected expectorations:
- How to Remove Vomit From a Car Interior
- Video: Stain Removal Tips- How to Clean Vomit & Urine Out of Car Upholstery
- How to Clean Vomit Out of a Carseat
It must have been a funny sight to the people that lived in those houses to see a gussied up woman in heels hauling a child out of the car covered in vomit. Let’s just say, it got on us all. I’ll just add this to the memory book of all the times my husband and I have been glad we chose the glamour of being parents, which – despite all of its drawbacks- is really the best!