Lots of Fun /sarcasm

Last night was one of those fun moments of parenthood, already. Sean developed a tendency to act like Linda Blair in the Exorcist-- projectile vomiting. This is something that, if they do it three times in a 24 hour period wins them a trip to the ER. And Daddy is out of town this weekend on AF Reserve duty. Thankfully, Aaron & Nissa were over (although they may be re-evaluating their own parenting plans now) and drove me to the 2am visit to every parent's nightmare. The projectile vomiting can be a sign of a tummy blockage-- which would require surgery to fix. It can also just be a sign of an upset tummy, but they have to be ultra careful.

Luckily, after a couple of hours of observation, they let us go home. This is not the "out of the woods" one might expect, however. I had to then feed Sean in small increments, every hour for eight more hours. Tired already, I was definitely challenged.

But he seems to be doing fine now & I'm on my way to a nap. I'll never look at a 3 hour feeding schedule again and complain!! It's certainly all relative.

And my laptop is still acting up.... several of the keys either stick or don't work at all (including the backspace key-- very important key, that). I'm thinking a trip to a repair shop is in poor little Pele's future (the laptop is named Pele... in case that wasn't obvious.)