… to me! I celebrated my first Mother’s Day with my guys, mostly lazily at home, but we also went to the local annual plant sale, where K bought me some lettuce and hens and chicks.
This was Baby E’s first outfit of the day. He promptly spit up in it and has been spitting up all day since. We’ve already gone through four outfit changes and, at the last one, he and I each required baths because he sprayed about an ounce of formula all over both of us. His doctors are hesitant to prescribe anything for his acid reflux since he’s still steadily gaining weight, but I am tempted to threaten to stay there until they prescribe something. I just can’t continue getting sprayed with tocopherol, as I recently started getting some rashes on my neck from the allergen. *sigh*
Motherhood sure is glamorous.