I was asked today by a friend if I ever feel like I am being punk'd. My reply was, Yes dear, everyday, EVERYDAY. We all have our days, weeks, heck months....I'm having one of those weeks that all I can do is laugh about it now. My poor baby T has been sick since Easter. Ear Infection, then last week vomit and diarrhea. TMI? Then stop reading now...I'll make it quick
Saturday: Baby T won't eat anything, somehow pukes anyway and takes her diaper off and literally squirts diarrhea all over the carpet. My dogs start peeing everywhere too. We are up all night.
Last Thursday: Baby T puked throughout the night on me and the entire upstairs.
Last Friday: I stayed home from work bc our dog, Hugo, got his ballage removed, but Baby T was still puking and started with the diarrhea, I took her to the doctor, she gave me Zofran.Saturday: Baby T won't eat anything, somehow pukes anyway and takes her diaper off and literally squirts diarrhea all over the carpet. My dogs start peeing everywhere too. We are up all night.
Sunday: Baby T still pooping but no puke, Zofran helped, but I'm freaked out and take her to Urgent Care. They say she looks good and keep an eye out....okay, thanks poopheads. I kept an eye on her that's for sure...we didn't sleep Sunday either. I also stopped at Walmart and bought carpet cleaner and brushes for me and the kids. We crawled around for about an hour sniffing and scrubbing.
Monday: Still not eating. But no vomit (Zofran) and minimal poops.
Tuesday