Tuesday, April 20, 2010


My poor baby is trying so hard to poop. I know, too much information. But he's just a baby, and he hasn't gone since last Wednesday. Oh the stories I could tell, but I won't. It is sufficient to say that I am very stressed about it and he is not very happy either. If this goes on another day I will be taking him to a doctor. He is so sweet and smiley despite his discomfort, but now and again he wails, and last night he even slept in my arms for a while because he was so distraught he just wanted to be cuddled. I just wish I could help him.

I also had to call poison control again today. I say again because a while back, Jamie drank a bunch of infant tylenol. It turned out to be a non-concern, but I didn't know that at the time. Same thing today when he apparently ate some prescription diaper rash cream that was Cody's when he was a baby. I still have it near the change table, and Jamie got a hold of it, took off the lid and that's when I found him. He said, "Yummy cream," with a big grin on his face. I knew he had eaten some. That is what he does. So, I called poison control and as it turns out, he will be fine. Well, he may get a stomach ache, maybe some diarrhea and vomiting...Great. Well, at least it will not be fatal. That was my main concern. I never had to call poison control when Cody was little. I have to say, it makes me feel fairly inadequate as a mother.

Then there's Cody. Today, he wants to fight, and we certainly have been. It has not been a good day. He has finally given in and settled into some quiet play in the basement. Jamie is sleeping and Micah is wandering around, alternately playing and trying to poop. It reminds me of when I was overdue with him and I felt like I'd never get him out.

I have suddenly drawn a huge blank. I think my brain is spontaneously shutting down. I guess there is no point in saying much else.

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