Lots of laundry this week

Well, nothing too interesting has happened this week. Like I said before, Simon left on Saturday, and our friends Chase and Sarynna left on Sunday. I think my most exciting/scary moment this week was Sunday evening after I gave Marius some yogurt…. I should preface this by saying that I already knew Marius’s digestive system was a bit stressed by or intolerant of cows milk protein, as when we put him on formula in his third week he had an unpleasant diaper (I won’t go into more detail unless you really want it) that indicated as much. I have subsequently been off of dairy products since then because I guess the protein is not fully metabolized by me and is passed through my milk. I have taken to eating cheese though in recent months and have noticed no problems with the boy. This is where my confidence to give Marius yogurt came from, and also from the health visitor (paediatric nurse for you Americans) who told me to try it. So, I buy baby yogurt and give a serving to Marius in Sunday. He loved the stuff and ate it quite eagerly. This was about 2pm. Then he took a nice long nap from around 3 until 5. At 6 he started getting fussy, and didn’t seem to want the boob. So, I thought he may have some gas from the yogurt. I gave him some gas medicine, which I had given him before with no problems, and within 5 minutes he barfed all over my bed. Well, I thought maybe the gas medicine just made everything come up along with the irritating yogurt. I thought that would be the last of it, and then 20 minutes later my cashmere sweater and I got barfed on. I got a little worried about another barf, so I did what any new mother would do…I called MY mom. I knew that Mike and I both were allergic to milk as babies, so I figured my mom would have jewels of wisdom about the subject. But I guess we didn’t have such showy barfing displays back then. At this point I was a little worried about dehydration for Marius, since he didn’t want the boob, and he does not take the bottle or sippy cup just yet (not for lack of trying). So when I get a third barf an hour later, I start to freak out that this will go on all evening and night. I called the 24 hour national health service hotline and get told that a health visitor will call be back because they’re all busy with other patients. When she calls back, I can barely understand her (thick Scottish accent and colloquialisms and jargon that I don’t know) but get the gist that I should wait another hour or so and see if any more vomits occur before I call back. Luckily that was the end of it and Marius has been fine since then! But it’ll be quite a while before I try yogurt again! We’ll just stick to the butternut squash and bananas. I guess I’ll have to introduce broccoli to get in the calcium that he lacks from the dairy.