So apparently Trio has eczema. Finally we went to the doctor today (I pretty much flat out told Albert we were after seeing his stomach yesterday; it looks like he got attacked by a pack of angry alley cats) and that's it. So our course of action is to change his bath stuff to Dove or Ivory, change his laundry detergent to the Dye-Free All, and to get either Cetaphil or Eucerin cream mixed with hydocordizone and put it all over his body and Neosporin on the red spots. A good course of action I think it's just weird because out of everything I thought I would have to deal with when I knew I was pregnant eczema was like waaaaayyyy at the bottom of the list (but then again so was the possibility of open heart surgery). I admit part of it was because I figured hey he's black and Mexican and I don't think that's a common problem with those races.
Obviously I was wrong. But c'est la vie it's not too bad compared to what he's been through so I'm alright with it. He also got a flu vaccine today and is currently knocked out on my dad's couch; I didn't know flu vaccines made you sleepy but I'm gonna let him sleep it off because then he'll feel better when he wakes up and I'll be happier dealing with a happy baby.
I must admit, doctor's visit notwithstanding we had a literally shitty morning. He crapped all over his crib and I mean all over. None of it got in his diaper; it looks like he took it off and aimed towards his wall that's how bad it was a little bit even got in his drawer under his crib where we keep his blankets. And of course it was caked on his legs. His dad got him so I could prepare breakfast (Albert went in late to work) but then I heard the chaos and had to take over. Albert dropped him in the tub and then just hung in the background looking helpless so I sent him on his way since he seemed so uncomfortable with the situation. Was I annoyed? A little but I'll get over it I always do. I just hate mornings like this where I hit the floor running and I'm running around like a headless chicken for the first hour and a half because those are the mornings that everything seems to pile up. I haven't been home again yet (had to borrow Dad's car but that's a story for my blog) but when I left it still smelled like baby pooh. Just frustrating a little and not even that I'm mad at Trio b/c he can't help it yet this could mean he's almost ready for potty training b/c he could have taken the diaper off b/c it was wet and then had his poop-a-palooza. Who knows?
So in short Trio has had a very trying day today. But luckily found out his cough is pretty much allergies. He may have eczema but he doesn't have anything else (knock on wood).
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