Happy December

Wow, can you believe it is here! It feels like the year has gone by far too quickly. I am guessing this is common with those that have children. They grow far too fast. We just had Little L's first real illness, well first Tummy Bug, and boy did it catch me off guard. I am still convinced that a lot of it has to do with teething. Poor little guy has all four of his eye teeth trying to break through. I thought we were on the up and up today considering his fever was gone, and he stopped pooping 20 times a day, but I was wrong. There I was scrambling to get everything purchased and ready for a baby shower I am hosting this Saturday and the little man takes a turn for the worst. He spits up while I am in line at the store, with about 20 million shoppers in line behind us (with only two cashiers, of course). I was writing a check, because I forgot to hit up the bank...again, so my hands were full and there's little L, spit up and all, trying to squirm his way out of the sling after targeting the balloons up above the cashiers head. Repeating "Boon,Boon" to anyone that would listen. Thank goodness he didn't full on spew over everything, although I did chuckle a little at the thought! Funny now. Not then. We finally got outta that store and headed on to the next 3. He pretty much either slept in his sling, or complained the entire time. I knew his teeth were bothering him again because this was definitely not my sweet little man giving mommy a hard time while out shopping, he loves shopping! Even as we walked into the house he was whining, I put him down to get all of my things put away and he just clung to my leg pulling away trying to get me to pick him up, you'd think he'd get tired of me! When I had finished I finally picked him up and noticed he was a bit foul smelling so I proceeded straight to his changing table. Low and behold it was just a few sniffs later that I suspected this was no normal poo. I looked on my arms and sure enough there was green. Oh. My. Lanta. His sock was yucky, his pants, and oh boy was his G-diaper ever so drenched in (Bananas,rice,applesauce,and toast). Yes, he is on the B.R.A.T. diet. The doc failed to tell me that this diet would lead to explosive diapers, or maybe I'm just lucky to have a kid that likes to make his daddy proud. Exhausting! Yet now that I read it...funny. He is now sound asleep and here I am blogging about my poor little guys belly issues haha. I think it's just nice to let other mommies that have gone/ will go through this, know that they are not alone. Happy December everyone, hope yours hasn't been as "stinky" as mine so far!

Here's a pic of the stinker on Turkey Day at Nana's :-)