Yes, I'm also stuck in the room with my little one because she's vomiting. :( While I hate to see her sick, and God knows she's thin enough, I've had worse days. In between bouts of holding her hair back, rubbing her back and generally soothing her, I've been able to sit on the balcony and either read or knit the scarf I'm making for my mom.
Z came out on the balcony and said that at least she's got a good view in between bouts of throwing up. That's my girl!
