Ellie has been sleeping through the night which is great, but she's also been throwing up for the better part of 2 months, which is awful. We've switched formulas, been on previcid and antibiotics and now axid. We were lucky enough to have a 3 week stretch of no vomiting, thought we were in the clear but alas no. I feel guilty for working, guilty for not pushing the nursing thing, guilty for not having an answer. But I like working and I have to work and I know deep down that it's not my fault, however, UGH, I just want her better. On the bright side she's not too poorly phased by the whole thing, at least this week she hasn't been. She smiles, she laughs, she sleeps.
Just look at her in all her cute glory.
Last week he got into the sunscreen and burned his eyes. This week I left the bag of Goldfish within reach, turned my back for a minute and this is what happens....
Luke is getting his adenoids out and tubes put in his ears in mid-June. He is also again on an antibiotic and he's also seemingly unphased by things. He's cranky one day, fine the next but thankfully sleeps like a rock every night surrounded by an arsenal of his favorite trucks. The sitter is helping to teach him sharing games and slowly he's learning about time-out. The bright side for him though is that he's really a little love muffin. He demands to give his sister good morning kisses and protects her as best he can, showers her with toys, and helps her with her bottle, it is undeniably precious.
We're seeing the light at the end of the newborn tunnel, but can't wait to be handsomely rewarded with healthy non-medicated children. The time will come when this will just be a blip on the radar and I'll be wishing these days back.
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I say we dump a bag of goldfish in our big room and let Luke and Ave battle it out ;)
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