"Momma, help me!"

"Momma, help me!" were the words I heard several times last night. Now when Hannah usually says these words it makes us laugh and most of the time it is because she has gotten herself into a situation she can't get out of. Praise God my baby already knows it is ok to ask for help instead of trying to deal with it herself...unlike one/some of my other children. This time those words were not so funny. They were sad. Hannah came in our bed pretty early last night. She moaned and talked in her sleep most of the time. I thought it was cute when she was talking to and yelling Caleb's name while asleep. Then the dreaded happened. A momma just knows!!! We made it to my bathroom sink before she started throwing up. Around 3am she was laying there moaning saying "Momma, help me....help me" it even moved Marc. I just kept my hand on her to let her know I was there. I rubbed her little head, tummy, and back. I don't know if it helped, but what else could I do?