Oh no, not again.

So we had another follow-up appointment with Owen’s pediatric GI this morning. He asked me how it was going and when I said “About the same—lots of poopy undies even after almost-weekly clean outs…” he felt Owen’s abdomen and told me he would definitely suggest another hospitalized clean out (he can still feel poop up too far). He basically said “What are you doing this weekend?” And I was honestly like a deer in the headlights because I DID NOT expect that.

I asked how that could be since I’ve been much more aggressive with the clean-outs—doing them more frequently and REALLY making sure he’s cleaned out (i.e. waiting until we get multiple instances of very watery diarrhea)—and he said I probably AM cleaning him out to a certain extent, but that there’s just too much in there so I’m getting (say) the first “chunk” (so to speak) but not the rest. So, if I KEPT going, I’d likely get more. Also, the doc said that since I’m still letting Owen eat during these clean-outs, that just adds more…

So…I said that this weekend really wouldn’t work because it’s hard to get a sitter. The doc suggested Owen was old enough to stay by himself—but sorry, even though we’ve been there once and he wouldn’t be unfamiliar with everything, there’s NO WAY I am leaving him in the hospital by himself. I told him Tom was coming home in a few weeks and asked if we couldn’t wait until then and he said that was fine—it took a year to get to this point, another few weeks isn’t going to make a big difference.

Owen didn’t seem to freak out at the thought of having to go again, but when I asked if he wanted to try a no-food clean-out at home to try and avoid going to the hospital, he said yes. Now, I’m sure it SOUNDS good, but when the time comes for him to only have juice and NOTHING else, he might be singing another tune. (He can have popsicles and broth, but he doesn’t like either of those.) He was concerned about what TYPE of juice he could have and when I told him he could have apple juice, he was happy. So we’ll see. I can call the doc’s office at any time to tell them we’re ready for the hospital…and in the meantime, I have to keep doing the same clean outs to keep him as cleaned out as possible.

Good times.

Escapee!

I just turned on Katie’s monitor to see if she was asleep yet…and I swear I heard walking-around noises. Owen knows not to go in…so I keep watching and…yep, there she was…the little shit got out of her crib! I had been in the shower so didn’t hear anything and Owen says he didn’t hear anything, either. Egads.

I’m not ready for this. She HAS to wait until Tom is home—I really don’t want to deal with taking apart her crib and buying a bed (even though friends have offered to help me get a bed home and/or dismantle the crib and/or put together a new bed). But honestly…I’m just really not ready for the Super-Nannying I’ll surely have to do to keep her in her bed/room…

All her toys will come out tonight so she has nothing to stand on. (I was too gobsmacked just now to take them out plus I watched her until she fell asleep.) I’ll give it another day or two of watching like a hawk before I make any major decisions (which I fully understand could come back to bite me in the ass).

Pizza play date!

One of my mommy group friends invited us over for a play date and pizza dinner. I really needed to get out of the house so I eagerly agreed!

The kids (but mostly Katie) were mesmerized by the BIG TV at their level.

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Enjoying cupcakes after playing and dinner!

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And after we put Katie’s high chair on the floor, she had to sit in it—and she tried to buckle herself in.

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Katie’s first time-out.

No, she didn’t do anything terribly wrong, but I figure she’s gotta start learning sooner or later…so when she didn’t do something simple I asked her (after I counted—and she understands the counting!) she got a time out. She was a little perplexed.

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Also note her new (hand-me-down) Elmo slippers! She LOVES them and didn’t even try to take them off!

Owenisms 34

Owen dropped a Lego while going upstairs: Uh oh! Lego alert!

While watching Monsters University:
Mommy, I have those Shrinky Dinkies!

Owen: Mama, is this another mama, Katie, and Owen day?
Me: Yes.
Owen: And not a Gramma Jean and Grauntie Marge day?
Me: Right.

Owen: Mama? Santa’s at the North Pole right now? It’s way way far away?
Me: Yes.

After getting some sad news, I SOOOO needed this today. Little boy cuddles have healing properties.

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Me: I love my little boy.
Owen: I love my big mom.

Owen: When Santa comes to visit…
Me: Well, Santa doesn’t really visit. He comes while you’re sleeping and—
Owen: I KNOW. I’m using my imagination.

Owen: Mama, look! They’re protecting you!

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