Okay... an update about my little Lydia. She's not so little anymore! YAY You may know, she's had a slow start and for her first nearly two years of life, she was a pukey pukerson. Yes, she barfed... OFTEN! Not just spit-up, but true vomit. Gross, I know, but at least YOU weren't the one cleaning it up every single day.
It was horrible, and my heart broke for her teeny little body.
SOOO now, after a few specialists, many diagnostic tests, and a handful of treatment plans- I think we've got her fixed! She's been off ALL meds for over a week now, and is doing perfectly! She's up to a whopping 22 pounds, and she's stretching out like a little bean stalk. It's a super exciting thought that she might be able grow like a healthy child now, and without any intervention!
Can you tell I'm excited about this!??!!
So, here's a wonderful "related" photo I dug out for you.
NOTE: My kids may be SO ANGRY at me someday for letting all of these photos surface; I just hope you forget about them before they grow old enough to care that they've been exploited.
Okay, so back to this photo...
Luke was NOT a spitty baby. Maybe an occasional dribble, but nothing outstanding. Except ONE TIME. One very MEMORABLE and completely NOTEWORTHY time. I fed him (probably OVERFED him) and as Craig held him, he supposedly made a strange breathy noise. Craig, fearing what might happen next, turned Luke to face away from his chest and then "BOMBS AWAY!" Funnily enough, even before my 'blogging' days began, I expected my family to hold frozen in ridiculous scenarios so I could grab my camera! It was extremely impressive all that burst out and splattered on the floor AND WALL. It was immense and I can only imagine- a GIGANTOR relief to his little baby belly!
We appropriately titled this photo,
It was horrible, and my heart broke for her teeny little body.
SOOO now, after a few specialists, many diagnostic tests, and a handful of treatment plans- I think we've got her fixed! She's been off ALL meds for over a week now, and is doing perfectly! She's up to a whopping 22 pounds, and she's stretching out like a little bean stalk. It's a super exciting thought that she might be able grow like a healthy child now, and without any intervention!
Can you tell I'm excited about this!??!!
So, here's a wonderful "related" photo I dug out for you.
NOTE: My kids may be SO ANGRY at me someday for letting all of these photos surface; I just hope you forget about them before they grow old enough to care that they've been exploited.
Okay, so back to this photo...
Luke was NOT a spitty baby. Maybe an occasional dribble, but nothing outstanding. Except ONE TIME. One very MEMORABLE and completely NOTEWORTHY time. I fed him (probably OVERFED him) and as Craig held him, he supposedly made a strange breathy noise. Craig, fearing what might happen next, turned Luke to face away from his chest and then "BOMBS AWAY!" Funnily enough, even before my 'blogging' days began, I expected my family to hold frozen in ridiculous scenarios so I could grab my camera! It was extremely impressive all that burst out and splattered on the floor AND WALL. It was immense and I can only imagine- a GIGANTOR relief to his little baby belly!
We appropriately titled this photo,
"PUKEY LUKEY"
hee hee heeeeeeeee
2 comments:
Nasty. Flat out NASTY! But I"m thrilled to hear about little Lydia who is now... big girl Lydia!
G R O D Y , yet absolutely hilarious!!
seriously though, figuring out how to help sweet lydia is such a relief, i'm sure. so so happy for all of you, especially her. can you even imagine how awful that was for her to puke that much? ugh. love that little girl!
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