Sick

This is what sick looks like in our household.

This cute little guy plus 7 outfits so far today (it is only 330pm), horrific diarrhea from the antibiotics I suppose - him and me alike (and yes, he is eating yogurt like crazy), stuffy nose, congested little chest, breastfeeding like crazy (more for comfort than for nutrition), and sleeping like a baby. He is taking many, many naps. He has been running a temp all day today, but nothing that is unmanageable. (I too have been running a temp, but he is handling it better than me. Such a baby - me, not him.)

He HATES his antibiotic. I can't figure out if it is the taste of it or if it is because he is not taking it on his terms. He likes to eat on his terms, to which we oblige. I want eating to be a good, healthy experience instead of a forced habit. Well, the antibiotics are a forced habit. A bad one. He protests, gags, throws up, and then laughs shortly afterward. It breaks my heart and then he makes me laugh when he laughs 2 seconds after we give it to him - as if to say "mom, really, it's not as bad as I'm making it look - I just want you to know that I don't like it." Strong willed.

Have a good weekend!