How on earth is it that they can manage to hit every surface available with vomit? And how is it that it is in a mother's nature to determine the approximate age of the stomach contents when it hits all seven layers of her bedding?
I just despise asthma, and I'm getting tired of it. Because if it were just wheezing, it would be one thing. But it's causing me extra laundry. And because my baby can't even play a video game without getting winded. And because he wants nothing more than to play sports, and I'm just not sure he can.