Moving into the Doctor's Office

Yesterday was all about me!! I woke up and decided that I'm going dairy free. I went online and looked up lots of interesting articles on how this can help a colicky/reflux baby. So, with my husbands help, we loaded up El porker bambino and the big kiddo and went to Kroger in search of dairy-free food and ideas. It was there that I found some vegan cheese, fake butter, and many more interesting products to start this three week journey. I was completely excited about this too, that is until....I had to take El porker bambino to the pediatrician this morning and he looked at me sceptically. He mentioned that most kids will be extremely gassy and fussy till four months. However, the man has no breasts and has not personally breastfed a child, so what does he know? Well he only knows what a man can know, which is not going to stop my newest diet idea.

Anyways, yesterday, I got out of the house without my children, got my hair done, and did a bit of shopping. It was exhilarating, yet terrifying to leave my husband with both kids. It's not that he isn't capable, he certainly is capable, it's just well he's a guy. Guys do one thing at a time and us women, we do ten things at a time to get stuff done.

 

I really enjoyed myself until I noticed that it was after 5 PM and I was going to turn into a pumpkin if I didn't get home soon. So I checked my phone to let my hubby know I was on the way when I noticed one of those crappy texts you wished you hadn't received. My porker was running a 101 degree fever :( Boo-so I raced home faster than a speeding bullet to promptly put my boob juice into his needy little immune system. I truly believe this is the cure all to baby ailments. I nursed him constantly through the night and he slept on my chest with snot dripping all over me. It must be love when your kiddo's boogers are like precious nuggets of gold. Well we woke up and took up our daily residence at the pediatrician's office only to be told he will live. It's just viral. Another cruddy infection for my poor wee one. Oh well, I'm happy it's nothing serious and that he will be fixed soon. Gotta love the amount of money that the pediatrician has made off of my family in the  past three weeks. We've been there four times between two kids and we are set to go back on the 29th. Oh well, at least they know to set up a cot for me and know me and my family by our names. That's love, huh?


My new haircut and my sick El porker bambino