Sunday afternoon I flew to S.Jose. Wednesday evening I got to see Kat for the first time in days. I was SO PUMPED to see that little smile. And to welcome me back properly, she waited til we were sitting on the couch bouncing and playing. She grinned at me..... And barfed. Again. "Welcome home, Daddy"
Fast Forward to Thursday night.
Not once. She didn't spill on me once last night. I fed her, played with her, changed her, bounced her, hugged her, and let her fall asleep in my lap. Not once did she barf on me. I realize that one day doesn't make a trend. But it might be a start.