So I knew boys would be gross- but really?
Baby boy did poop- YAY - and has not stopped.. boo. We had to go to Kayro syrup to make things move easier. Poor baby tore his little butt up trying to poop at his cousin's birthday. This was actually sad and terribly funny at the same time.
Baby boy does not cry unless he is hungry or wet. He really is just chill. Of course we spent the morning bragging about this fact. Then he starts wailing- and wailing- and wailing. So I go to change him (this is the kind of house and family that you just lay the pad down and change in the living room) and Little man decides he wants to help, by running away with the wipes. Ever the helper that one. There were 50 people in this house, and I am yelling at no one in particular- Stop that kid, he has the wipes. I received a bunch of HUH? looks as I desperately try to keep baby boy calm (lest he puke up his formula- again) and get someone's attention. Eventually Little man and his contraband were returned to me. As baby boy is having this terrible poop, my nephew's (quite young for the title of) great-grandmother (who is sufficiently sloshed) leans over and wants to play 20 questions. Her opening line is "You make pretty babies- you really do." Thank you Grandma Kitty (yes that is her real name.) So was this one early too? Where did you have him? (she does not and has never lived in the state.) Is that the same place as your other one? How is he sleeping? How is he eating? Why is he crying? Are you going to try for a girl next? (the most popular question presented to me lately, by the way) Why not? You should try for a girl. How old are you? Oh you have plenty of time to have another one. **Insert baby crying and pooping the most gawd awful poop ever, hard as a rock. ** Do you guys live close to here? We just love getting to see your boys when we visit (who is this "we" she speaks of, she comes by herself, I guess it is a Royal "We".) (sweet just the same.) Oh I had better let you clean that up.
And she disappears as the pooping finishes.
In my head I was really irritated, but she was just trying to be nice, I really do love my sister-in-law's In-laws. They are so very nice, and treat my family just like family. We have been there several times, and every time we are greeted with hugs and good conversation. And of course a beer.
So boys and icky-ness.
Little man had tubes put in his ears today. I was super stressed. The whole procedure took a total of 10 minutes, but we were at the hosp. for 3 hrs. Super. It was a raging success. When we had the initial consultation the doc was on the fence because his ears were not infected at the time and his ear drums were just cloudy. This indicated some build up behind the ears, but not really bad. He said that the fall and winter were really bad for infections and he had a feeling this would get worse before it got better. So we decided to go for it. I was feeling hesitant. I mean we were about to spend over $1,200 for a procedure that we might not really need. But when the doc walked in after the surgery, he said the ears had gotten really bad since the consultation and pre-op check in. He said he cleaned ALOT of gunk out of both ear drums, so I am glad we had that taken care of for the little man. Now, we deal with the goop that will drain out of his ear. Bloody puss. yuck.
Honestly, that will be fine. It is the beach I am worried about. It is going to be a battle royale to get ear plugs in that kid, and a battle to get them to stay. I have a feeling sandy dirty fingers will be pulling them out- over and over...
We will see.