One day after the last post, Roman came down with the stomach flu. He vomited several times last Friday night and has had diarrhea since then (8 days now). It went from bad to worse by Monday when he had the worst diaper rash ever. Poor little dude.
He was in so much pain and I nearly cried every time I had to change him. Fortunately, after a lot of "air time" and gobs and gobs of Triple Paste, it is clearing up.
Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, he fell of the changing table on Thursday. He is okay; just a scratched nose and two freaked out parents. This kid has had a bad week. REALLY bad.
He is in surprisingly good spirits considering what he's been through. We're still not out of the woods yet. We switched him to soy formula earlier in the week but the nurse from our ped's office suggested we switch back once it was gone and when we did, he seemed to get worse again. I sent Joe out in the horrible weather conditions tonight to pick up another can of soy formula. Let's hope this helps him or I might need to get a second washing machine soon.
Ava has been a big help this week. Here she is licking chocolate out of a cup. Joe surprised her last night with some chocolate (bread) sticks or whatever they're called from Pizza Hut. After she saw them, she ate her pizza in lightening speed to get her fingers on the chocolate.
Ava has been a big help this week. Here she is licking chocolate out of a cup. Joe surprised her last night with some chocolate (bread) sticks or whatever they're called from Pizza Hut. After she saw them, she ate her pizza in lightening speed to get her fingers on the chocolate.
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