Note to Self:
Never, I repeat, NEVER again will you feed your eight-month-old baby broccoli in any form. It doesn't matter how much he likes it or how good you think it is for him. Never.
Why, you ask? How quickly you forget how every single diaper except two yesterday was filled with a special gift for you. And how he cried all the way to WalMart, the whole time there, and the whole way back. And how you had to push the cart and carry him at the same time. And how you had to carry all the groceries in while holding him - yes, this includes the fifteen pound bag of catfood (grrr).
And then after offering the him drinks and cheerios, you went to change the poor boy's diaper, and found a diaper rash that made his ENTIRE bum look like he'd had it roasting in the sun all day. After feeble attempts to wipe his poor fanny while he screamed, you had to throw him in the tub with his clothes still on because you couldn't set him on the floor long enough to get them off. And you have Desitin under your fingernails, all over your clothes, all over his clothes, on the floor, and on your leg still.
So the moral of the story is: NO MORE BROCCOLI!
Why, you ask? How quickly you forget how every single diaper except two yesterday was filled with a special gift for you. And how he cried all the way to WalMart, the whole time there, and the whole way back. And how you had to push the cart and carry him at the same time. And how you had to carry all the groceries in while holding him - yes, this includes the fifteen pound bag of catfood (grrr).
And then after offering the him drinks and cheerios, you went to change the poor boy's diaper, and found a diaper rash that made his ENTIRE bum look like he'd had it roasting in the sun all day. After feeble attempts to wipe his poor fanny while he screamed, you had to throw him in the tub with his clothes still on because you couldn't set him on the floor long enough to get them off. And you have Desitin under your fingernails, all over your clothes, all over his clothes, on the floor, and on your leg still.
So the moral of the story is: NO MORE BROCCOLI!
Maybe he's allergic?
ReplyDeletepoor thing! don't you just love days like that?
ReplyDeleteyou're incredible... keep you're head up! i hate to be the one to tell you but he had a reaction to walmart. it's nothing to do with the broccoli.
ReplyDeleteBummer! Carly had a sensitivity to Bananas, do you know how many things Bananas are in? The same thing, with a horrible diaper rash. I found a nice soak in the warm tub and some balmex did wonders. I've tried a lot of rash creams and Balmex is my favorite so far. Now, a few months later, I am introducing her to Bananas again (the first time was on accident, who knew Oatmeat with apples and rasins had bananas in it?) and she seems to be doing okay.
ReplyDeletethat is so gross.
ReplyDeletei feel for you both. =(
gah all these baby/little kid horror stories from you & aaron's fam...
gives me heebie-jeebies about having my OWN kids someday.
yikes. =(
xo
Yeah - those nice baby food horror stories. Some people laugh, but mothers just nod their heads encouragingly cause we've been there!! The best diaper cream I have EVER used is Boudreaux's Butt Paste. It's in a bright yellow box. My son cried everytime I put anything on but this. He doesn't cry with this. It's the miracle stuff. Check it out!!
ReplyDeleteFeel better in knowing that YOU'RE NOT THE FIRST ONE TO DO THIS. I haven't done the broccoli part of it, but squash, too much juice, applesauce, whatever does the same thing. Then the whole time at the store, I'm like, "Why is he crying?!" until lo and behold we get home, and his sad little bottom. Happened too many times.
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