I was planning on writing and telling you all about this awesome thing I found in a nearby town. Every Monday, a local movie theater has baby friendly movies! Not movies FOR the babies. Movies for the MOMS. There are babies crying all over, and no one cares! We are watching a MOVIE. They vote on it each week, and then that movies' matinee on Monday is filled with moms with little babies. No toddlers... just tiny little ones. I got to see the Curious Case of Benjamin Button!
During the movie, Hulk produced a rather substantial poopy diaper. It was his 3rd of the day, too. But I didn't think anything of it. There was minimal pooping yesterday, so I figured he was maybe catching up. He was really fussy, so I fed him more of his bottle, and got him packed in the car seat. MUCH more fussing (very unlike him). I thought he was just tired. Got him to the car...and he spit up a little. So I started to wipe it up - and Jesus. It was like he was the girl in the exorcist! Who knew he could throw up with such volume and distance!* I was worried, but thought, hey... I'll call the doc, see what they say.
After being on hold for 15 god damn minutes, then losing the call, and then AGAIN being on hold for another 10 freaking minutes... I get through to the nurse. Who freaks me out by saying that they really worry about little ones that projectile vomit. And, it a stellar moment of parenting, I start crying. I know I couldn't really have prevented him from getting it - but he obviously caught it from me, and I felt awful. I did rally. The nurse called back - and said that if he threw up 2 more times, to call back. And to get some pedialyte on hand just in case we needed it. (I'm still unsure of what I would DO with the pedialyte.... why wouldn't he just drink formula?).
Thankfully, he hasn't thrown up again. And he's had 2 six ounce bottles since the throwing up occurred. He did have another round of diarrhea, but just the one time. I hope this isn't going to get any worse - but he had to get sick eventually, right?
*On a sidenote - another great thing about being the last in my circle to have a baby. I knew to have a total change of clothes for Hulk with me, and a towel in the car. I was able to remove his vomit covered clothes and the Bundle Me from the car seat, soak everything up with the towel and change him, so he didn't have to ride home wet and sitting in puke. Colleen - if you read this - something good DID come of that day Evan threw up on your trip to Northampton!