I woke up, called the Dr right away, got my sister to be on board with staying with T, and headed out the door. Something about my boys...they loooooove the nurses. They definitely put on the charm for them. He definitely got everyone to feel sorry for him with his sad, droopy eyes. We were in and out and I returned home with now a little guy who is a hot mess not only because he spits up, but add in the major drool, runny nose, goopy eyes, a fever, ear infection and an infection in the eye and you have one pathetic looking baby. They called his "eye situation" a form of pink eye. His cold/ear infection went to his eye and it was actually his eye lid and underneath that was red. He looked sick for sure.
I get home and am ready to give G his first dose of Amoxicillin, baby ibuprofen and teething tablets...and then I learn yet another thing about my baby. He HATES medicine. He sure enjoyed spitting it back in my face, however. So now I have 1 child who barely likes any food, but loves the taste of medicine, and 1 child who loves food and hates the taste of medicine! These boys can not be any more opposite from each other. The only thing that they are alike is...they definitely have the same Daddy! They don't have an ounce of lookin like their Mama in them. In fact, when I was working and had T's pictures hanging up at my station, you would not believe how many people asked, "is this YOUR baby?!" Ummmmm OK, seriously? I get it. Some people put pictures up of their nieces and/or nephews and such, but these are clients that saw me pregnant for 9 months! Needless to say, I have 2 boys. They are complete opposites from one another. And they look like their Daddy. But yes, I am their Mama.
After the production of giving G his medicine, I look at T. He has thick, yellow snot coming out of his nose. Seriously? Now there's something about T that is once again, very different than G. Unless you visibly see something, you will never know if he's sick. Ever. You do not know how many times I took him in because of a high fever, and we came out of the Dr's office with a double ear infection. He gave no signs whatsoever that anything was hurting. He's the kid that would just wake up with a tooth. Other than the fact that he would be drooling a lot, we wouldn't even know he was going to cut a tooth. The kid is a brute. So I decide to take him in just to be safe he doesn't have an infection anywhere as well...Hooray! First time EVER I brought him in for no reason, other than letting him show off some mad break dancing skills in the Dr's office that I haven't even seen him do at home (not joking), getting a sticker, and telling me, "He's a good check up!" Everyone is a "He" these days and he was meaning "She was a good Dr." I had told him he was having a check up, so hence, "He's a good check up!" Lol. Oh, and when the nurse started asking what we were there for, as I was telling her, he decides to really put on a good show and let out some majorly fake coughs. Thanks buddy for trying to make Mommy feel better by pretending to be more sick than you really are!
We get home, and T decides to talk on his "phone". He starts pacing back and forth, the way I'm sure a lot of people do when they're talking on the phone, and my sister tries to ask him something. This is no lie...he puts his hand up and kind of waves his hand at her, along with giving her a look like, "I'm on the phone! You have to wait!" He then gets off of the "phone" after a couple minutes, and Auntie C asks him,"Who were you talking to bubbas?" He responds very matter of fact, "Aunt Sharon." So Auntie S, he may be a stinker, but he loves you!
I will leave with showing you some awesome pics of how my child fell asleep. Lol. I mean, he asked for some books, they're in the exact same spot as when I gave them to him. He literally passed out. His legs crossed and arms spread out. Surprised he didn't wake up with a major back or neck ache!
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