Jul

Ivy and The McNasty Incident.

While doing Belle’s photos, India and Bass came to visit, along with their Glamazon mother, Angie.. You’d think I’d be used to seeing her all frocked up but every single time she sashays through my door, I’m still surprised that one would go to so much effort, from her hair net to her stilettos..and for no other reason than she be visiting me :) And to add to the simply charming vision that she is, she also arrives armed with a box of gourmet sweets… Honey, one of these days you might just inspire me to get out of my ugg boot/tracksuit combo. Just maybe.

Fast forward 24 hours and the boys are pesting to go to my number one no-no – McDonalds. Because I’ve had four hours sleep and because we’re at day 14 of school holidays and because I’m about to eat my young, I give in and we head off, still looking about as impressive as I did yesterday. We arrive to a typical Sunday at your local large suburban McD’s – packed to the rafters and I start to fret that I could actually run into someone I know.

As I’m standing in the middle of the queue mosh pit, I’m regretting my decision to walk out the door without even checking a mirror when suddenly, out of nowhere, Ivy projectile vomits, right over me and everything within a square meter of us. It really was like parting of the red sea and my gosh, the unmistakable aroma of baby sick…there’s just no masking it. Of course Crayton has already found the McCafe and planted himself out of view, the boys find it hilarious and leave the scene immediately, and I’m left standing alone in shock and awe. Just when I truly believe that moment could NOT possibly get any worse, she starts to bellow, the whole of the restaurant looks over and just then she proceeds to do it all again, right over me.

So next time I feel disheveled and horrid, I’ll try to remember that at least I’m not covered in baby vomit in the middle of McDonalds.

Sheye xx

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Shayne Hope says:

Sheye,

I was just about to ask you to post photos of Angie as the last ones were devine. Well there you go, you read my mind.

Yep she’s still glamourous. Me: sitting in Pj pants, skivvi and ugg boots – classy. NOT.

Shayne
Shayne Hope says:

Oh and I hope Miss Ivy is OK – poor poppet. McD does that to me too.

Sxx
Sussanah says:

Think back to your teenage years, when you would look at your mother and think, “has she no shame??” I think back to the time that she picked me up from an Iggy Park U18 disco, me resplendent in my baggy JAG tshirt and high pants jeans. (I can see your flashback face now Sheye) in her nightie….with no bra.
Well now I know why, she had no shame, because she had children, that’s why. Children had stripped her of her dignity.
Everytime I think, I have no dignity left, the kids always find another layer to strip off…AND always in a public place.
ps I really did LOL at this story honey, only cos it didn’t happen to me (yet)
Danielle says:

That is a story that you can only laugh at with relfection. I can see it so clearly. Flashback- Maddy at age 4 projectile vomits across my lap into the ladies lap sitting next to me 10 minutes into Disney on Ice, filled to the rafters with people. 39 weeks pregnant with Belle, this story took me back to that moment and the horror of the smell and that poor lady who had to leave, as did we! 5 years on I’m still traumatized by it.

Poor Ivy, she must have felt better getting it out. I’m guessing you took the Macca’s go?
Aunty Ange says:

HEY!! I only bother with the dress ups when I go out cause the rest of my time is spent in oversized pajama pants, and baggy t.shirts sans bra… Thankyou for the beautiful flattery tho… I can always take a bit of that!! hee hee!
precious pink pumps says:

i was shaking my head as i read this. It took me back to one of my own experiences where, by the virtue of being a mummy, your dignity is stripped from you!! I was on a plane flight between Brisbane and Sydney with Lucio (he would have been 16 months old)and Alex. We were in business class, so had plenty of room. I was dressed up to the 9′s…had gorgeous kick ass suit on, great shoes, fab hair etc (was going to present at a conference in Sydney), we spread out over 3 seats, Lucio beside window, me beside him, then alex accross the aisle. We were having lunch served. FLight Attendants (hereafter referred to as FA) were so lovely and fussing over Lucio and his cuteness etc. Served him his own dinner tray…we were all strapped in, trays down, food layed out (and you know in business class, you get the whole deal, cutlery, napkins, glass of wine etc etc)….Lucio is eating a dried apricot (which he had eaten a zillion times before) and starts to gag…the FA tells me to offer him some water, then as she sees him going red, she encourages me to tap him on his back, i am doing the whole, “oh hell, do i undo my belt, and move all my dinner tray stuff and get him out or do I just try the heinmark or whatever that movement is from where i am sitting?”….the FA then tells me to hit him harder….Alex meanwhile, is frozen in this “what do I do?” pose, cutlery in both hands, just about to tuck in to his marinated pork and duck dumplings or whatever…Lucio is now going blue, I am tapping him on his back..dint’ want to hurt him,FA (now there are 4 watchign and offering frantic, freaking useless advice), starting to yell at me to hit him, so i finally shove my hand down his throat and pull out the apricot, lucio promptly vomits ALLLL over me, my suit, my obscenely expensive shoes, my dinner, my chair….
SO honey, I truly empathise. xxxx
Lea says:

Ewww Sheye I hear you hon!
Asha did it today in the car. It was terrible, all of a sudden I had become that woman on the side of the road with the naked baby in arms that you drive past & think ‘what on earth is she doing?’

Poor Miss Ivy I hope she is feeling better.

Oh & I love that picture of Ange & India…stunning.

xxx
Vanessa and Kara says:

WOW at that pic of Ange and India ~ love it!!!

I hope Ivy is OK Sheye ~ it must be the week of vomiting kids. Our car smells baaaaaad and it’s stopping me from spending, cos I don’t want to get into it.

xx
Fari says:

Beautiful picture of your sister and niece. And aww poor Ivy.

Jen, last year when we went to visit home, Aryan got real sick and was gagging in the plane and it was not a pretty sight since we had to be in that plane for about 13 hours. Arrg the smell!
Melinda says:

Abby gets carsick….. and as hard as I scrub, the faint scent of sick still lingers… it hits you when you first get in the car…..

The lovely outfit…. my husband’s great aunt used to pick her son up from school with a pair of underwear on her head (some type of primitive hair net I guess) in the 1950′s. My Mom used to come get us in her doo rag (wouldn’t she be stylish now?).
millylillyrose says:

Oh my, that just sounds SOOO chaotic!!! well, now its over you can laugh!
you write beautifully! i was captivated by that story…
Amelia x
Tanya says:

Oh Sheye, how I feel for you & little Ivy, hope she is feeling better & hope you are over the ordeal :) who said there was anything wrong with tracksuits & ugg boots? they would have to be my absolute favourite outfit! Sheye the photo of Angie & India is beautiful, such a gorgeous family. xx
Anonymous says:

omg Sheye…I’m sitting here in the lobby of a hotel in San Fransisco, because I can’t pick up wireless in my room – and laughing so loud people are staring. Not the way they were staring at you in McD’s of course…

So funny…as a mother, I can pretty much get a great visual of the scenario! Thanks for sharing,

laureen
Sarah says:

I think you will be able to laugh at this one day soon!
I guess Ivy was trying to convey her dislike of McDonalds?? At least now when the boys want to go there, you only have to remind them of this moment and that McDonalds treats just ain’t going to happen!
Jody says:

They calll them ‘Happy Meals’…but I think in all my trips to McDonalds that has actually only happened once! I think it is part of their mind-game…trying to make us beleive it is okay to feed our kids there. As for the sickness…my kiddos had it too. And I have had more incidents of being ‘spit up on’ than I can count in my life. Truly…we deserve more recognition than the one Mother’s Day a year that we get, no?! But, as you know, it is worth every bit of the pain, sacrifice, humiliation, sleep deprivation, sorrow and grief that comes from loving our kids so much. Yep. Worth every bit of it. Kids are gifts on loan to us from God. And I have learned NEVER to take a moment of them in my life for granted.
Thanks for sharing bits of your kids with the rest of us. Love and prayers for you always. And, gosh! I think your sister is ‘bringing sexy back’! =)
Melinda says:

Is Ivy contagious? Hours after I read this… I was hugging the porcelain throne off and on for hours, begging Rob to put me out of my misery. My parents, sister and I took a trip to visit relatives in Atlanta this weekend and came home with food poisoning! Hopefully, it actually is food poisoning and not a stomach flu…. I don’t want to have a McNasty incident of my own with the kids!
Stomper Girl says:

Hi – I’m here via Sussanah.

That was so hilarious!! Probably not for you at the time, I do see that, but I was clutching my sides from reading this. Sorry to laugh at your pain.

That’ll teach you to ignore your instincts about Macca’s
Kate says:

Sheye – been there done that and it is so naassty!!

Hope the divine Ivy is ok now?

And that photo of Angie and your niece – well it is sublime!

k8
itzktb says:

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Thanks, great stuff!
apples says:

oh my goodness… i am laughing so hard at the mental image of this scene! fantastic… these are the moments of motherhood which are truly unbearable at the time, but give you such fantastic stories afterwards! these days, when i am in the middle of an incident like this the thought of having another great story to tell my friends and family makes it so much more bearable!

thank you for sharing :)

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