Stupid no good allergy

Stupid no good allergy. I wish I could punch you in the gut and throw you into the gutter. If I could get my hands on you I would get rid of you forever. And really, if there was ever a time I wished I cussed, now would be it.

Junior now has excema. From all that I've read it's because he's allergic to something I'm eating. You know what would be cool? If the excema would spell on his forehead what he was allergic to. A self diagnosing rash.

I bought Aveeno soap and Aquaphor today to try to soothe his skin.

Happy Birthday Handsome!

My baby, Handsome, is now three years old. I can't believe he's already three. To celebrate we went with one of his best buds - as best a bud he can have at 2 1/2 to 3 - to the zoo. Handsome loved it. He ran around to see as much as he could but made sure his little bud was nearby. He got to feed goats and sheep and almost got to pet a huge turtle - though I don't think he was supposed to. We got to ride behind a tractor and see bison, etc come right up to us.

After the zoo we bought his "birthday bicycle." Again, he was in love. That bike is too cute. It's a Cars bicycle with 12" wheels - the smallest size you can get. He didn't get to ride it until the following day though. At first he just didn't get how to peddle or how to steer. I was thinking he might be too young for the bicycle. But within an hour he had it all figured out. He wasn't as good at the uphill part, my guess is because those muscles had just never been used before, but he got it by the end of the time we spent outside.

After his naptime we went to the bounce house with my mothers group - and his little bud again. Once again he ran around like he just couldn't get enough of it.

I think he had a really good day. Even I had a good time. It was awesome to see Handsome so entertained and joyful, but it was also awesome to get in some adult conversation. I can't remember the last time I got to do that - well, with someone outside my family and in town.

But now we are kinda paying the price. I figured we'd all end up with colds, but hoped against odds. Now we all have colds. It's been mild for everyone so far, but I didn't get any sleep last night because Junior struggling to breathe scared me. DH is at work today, but I'm hoping he'll let me sleep when he gets home.

Oh, and there are cookies and ice cream in my kitchen that I REALLY wish I could eat. Stupid milk.

Ugly Poo

Ugh. The intricacies of infant poo are beating me. We had to take Junior to the dr because he had blood in his stool. It wasn't a huge amount but it was recurrant and noticeable. The dr guessed that it was either from an allergy to something I was eating or his bad latch was making me bleed and that was going through his system. So she had me get rid of all traces of dairy over this past weekend. That is not an easy task. I haven't seen the blood for the past few days so maybe that worked? I don't know. His poo is also green and yesterday turned into a watery diarrhea. Bleck. What is wrong with Junior's belly?

Junior isalso getting his share of baby acne.

Yesterday he gave me a genuine smile. It was awesome. I can't wait till those are more common.

Handsome has decided that he doesn't like it when Junior cries. He tells us that he doesn't like the noise and demands that we make it stop. I sure wish we could snap our fingers and make Junior happy.

Milk

Oh milk. How do I hate thee. Let me count the ways.

So I'm allergic to milk. Not REALLY allergic, but still allergic. I get a headache. That's all. Sadly I think Junior may have inherited the allergy. Arg. He has been grumpy, spitting up a lot, and having green mucusy poop. I have been eating a lot of dairy the past few days and I'm afraid that is the culprit. I'm going to try my darndest to reduce the amount of dairy I eat and see if that helps.

On unrelated notes...
Junior has started kind of cooing. It seems early for that but I love it none the less.
We are relying on Disney to get us through times where I have to pay more attention to Junior than Handsome. I feel terrible about it but I don't know how else to do it.
Handsome has been acting pretty well for me but does occasionally tell me that Junior wants to go into his crib - thus freeing me to play with Handsome.

Trusty old swing

Today was the first time that Junior slept in the swing. I found that the only way he would sit in the swing and not cry was by facing him towards the glass doors so that he could see outside and swinging side to side. Handsome preferred swinging back and forth.

I found out the swing trick while Handsome was taking his nap so I got a good hour or so with empty hands. Yay! I should have slept or cleaned my terribly messy and dirty house but instead I ate ice cream and edited pictures. I'm terrible.

Junior is a spit up baby. He won't open his mouth enough when he's nursing so he swallows a lot of air. I keep trying to het him to open his mouth more and he will for a couple seconds but then he goes right back to what he was doing before.

First punch

Junior got his first punch in the face from Handsome today. It wasn't on pirpose but I thought I would docent it anyway. It only took a bit over two weeks. Handsome was lying on the couch next to Junior and I and he wanted to tell me something and for emphasis - because he must always add emphasis - he flung his arm into my lap. Junior was of course in my lap and got whacked in the face. There was crying but not much. It wasn't so bad. I'm sure there is much worse to come.

Oh and btw, Handsome woke up at 7am. DH opened his door and promptly went back to sleep. Now I'm downstairs with both. Granted he was up until about 3 am working on the computer and he did hold Junior for a couple hours so that I could sleep. Still, sleeping till noon seems unfair to me. Yes I could send Handsome up to wake him up, but I know he needs sleep and I'd rather he be in a good mood.

Junior is mine

So in the past few days I can finally see that Junior is mine. I know that sounds weird so let me explain. Handsome has my eyes so it's not hard to look at him and see part of myself looking back at me. Add that to the fact that I've been looking at him for almost three years and I have an image in my head of what my children should look like. I know i would never have children that look identical to eachother but I'm just so used to Handsome that I guess I expected all of my sons to look like him.

Anyway I guess it took two weeks for Junior's face to be etched in my mind. I already had the love and the mother worry but now I have his face etched in there too.

Does this make me a bad mom or is this a normal thing for mothers of more than one boy or more than one girl?