The Barf Fairy

by melissa caddell on December 3, 2007 · 8 comments

in clever mom moments

Well, I was going to post about our yearly hunt for the perfect Christmas tree, or the insanity I create about Christmas cards, but these topics were usurped about 12:30am by the wails of The Pixie Child who was awash in barf. Her poor tummy was set to some horrible timer and she preceded to barf every hour, on the half hour until about 6:30am. Ugh. (I should mention here, for full effect, that we had been up the night before about every hour with The Baby and had dosed her with medicine to ensure a long winter’s nap for her and the parental units. The Baby did not wake up once the whole night. Darn it. Can’t they coordinate these things better?)

Enter, the Barf Fairy. She is a fantastic pixie that distributes a small present at the end of a barfing illness–as long as children get their barf INTO ANYTHING mom doesn’t have to clean up. Trash cans, sinks, bowls strategically placed, or the actual potty. The Barf Fairy was bequeathed her powers by my friend, Katherine, who has a marvelous brain for little things that make a mom’s life easier.

I totally heart The Barf Fairy. She has amazing powers. She can make an ill child go that extra couple of feet to hit a receptacle. You can tell when they start to feel better as they speak of The Barf Fairy, wondering when she will come (24-48hrs after the last barfing episode). What will she bring? The size of the present seems to directly correlate to how much clean up the parental units had to deal with.

Let me assure you, The Pixie Child dug a big hole with her inaugural barf (complete bedding change and bath) but I think The Barf Fairy will bring a small present because of the number of episodes she managed well after that. She will have a lovely gift (from the $1 bins at Target or Michael’s) placed on the end of her bed in the next day or so.

I totally and completely heart The Barf Fairy. Hmmmm…I wonder if she might have a cousin called The Potty Training Fairy….I would love to meet her in about a year… :)

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1 Rowan December 4, 2007 at 11:08 pm

Aw, hope the Pixie child is feeling better, poor thing. Good for her, being motivated to hit a receptacle by the mercenary aura of the Barf Fairy.

Your post made me laugh heartily. My…that idea is mean, but sooo practical. There is a term, “horrid laughter” coined by a critic to describe cetain elements in Jacobean Tragedy. It is a great term, and kind of fits well here! I will take a note of the fairy’s mobile number, lest I need her in a hurry some evening. I say evening, cos, as you describe here, it is usually evening when barfitis explodes. Why is this? Bedding is always involved.

Saying that…my daughter was sick queuing to get off a busy bus, at four thirty in the afternoon…a sort of impromptu projectile emission of the large glass of milk and cake she had downed in a cafe ten minutes before. Gak. Much bewailing of work shoes could be heard. We made our escape, and watched the bus stall, as the driver radioed for someone to come clean up. That would be a cue for a fairy gift tho, methinks, looking back. I did not have to do any actual barf moppage myself! Heh heh.

2 sullyshepp December 6, 2007 at 5:13 pm

I hope the parental units finally got some rest. Hope you are all doing well.

3 Jason V December 7, 2007 at 7:55 pm

I love it, I had to send the blog entry to a couple friends. :)

Hey, send me an e-mail so I can have your address! My mail at yahoo or Intel preferred.

4 A mom in the 'burbs December 7, 2007 at 8:42 pm

Hey Rowan! Your poor daughter! I had this visual of all these shoes looking horrified at her…funny.

As a Barf Fairy purist, I have to tell you that on this side of the pond, no present would be forthcoming. Just hugs and pats that YOU didn’t have to clean it up. :) I know, our Barf Fairy is really mean.

I love that..horrid laughter…describes parenting quite a bit, really.

5 A mom in the 'burbs December 7, 2007 at 8:45 pm

Hey SullyShepp! Thanks so much for stopping by!

Yes, finally got some sleep. I remember hearing family members complain about not sleeping well when I was a bit younger, and I didn’t get it. Suck it up, I’d think. Now, I get it. Darn it.

6 A mom in the 'burbs December 7, 2007 at 8:48 pm

Hey Jason! Thanks so much for forwarding this on! :) I will email you with my address.

You will heart the Barf Fairy, too…

7 Dr. Bob December 11, 2007 at 5:10 am

Thankfully, the barf fairy has not had to visit our house for a while. I remember being very proud of you for such an ingenious way of reducing the amount of vomit that one has to mop up.

My older kids can care for themselves, and the youngest mostly has carsickness. And a whopping case of it. We travel with a “volmit kit”. However, we usually have enough warning.

May the barf fairy never have to visit again! In the good way.

8 A mom in the 'burbs December 16, 2007 at 5:14 am

Dr. Bob, I think you should see your vomit kits on ebay. Honest! We could include a phone number to the Puke Pixie (Katherine’s alternate name)…

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