Yesterday morning we got a cup of milk like we do every morning and Kohen is watching his cartoons and drinking his milk. About 10-15 minutes after he is done with his milk he looks to me and says "ewe, milk" with a funny look on his face I think nothing of it and tell him that he's fine. He says it a few more times and then projectile vomit of curdled milk everywhere. It was one of the most foulest smells. Jake rushed him to the bathroom and gave him a bath while I had the pleasure of cleaning it up. I couldn't believe how big some of the chunks were. He seamed fine after so we thought nothing of it. We ran a few errands went and got lunch everything was fine. Got home he drank some milk and bam 15 minutes later he had the same look on his face. As I was trying to rush him to the restroom he he vomits all over the wall next to the bathroom door. Again nasty chunky milk. No more milk for the rest of the day he was eating and drinking clear liquids and seamed fine. So what's wrong with my little man. Milk allergy seems likely. My poor little man he loves his milk more than anything. I'm going to try and get him into the Dr's on Monday and see if they can figure out what's going on.
I'm honestly not sure why I stopped so long ago. I wish I didn't because looking back I love the memories that I did write about. Then of course life happens. I can't believe it's been so long since I have written anything. I used this as sort of a diary and I'm so sad that I didn't keep up with it. I'm going to be adding bits and pieces here and there from the past as I find them. Lots will probably be from Facebook posts. I want to be able to look back and see life's blessings. The good and the bad. The bad is what makes you treasure the good that much more. It makes you stronger. It makes me lean on God that much more. My faith just grows and grows. I want to share it all with everyone that wants to read about our lives.
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