Happy Birthday Tater Tot! Five MONTHS!! 21 WEEKS!
I wish I could say it was a walk in the park or at least a stroll…. but NOPE! It was frantic. My dear friend Nancy came over to watch Tatum for a couple of hours while I went to PT and took Coti to be groomed at OHMYDOG! When I got home, Nancy commented, “Tatum was PERFECT!” So, she left, and I figured we’d play a bit. We tried the swing. NOPE. We tried the mat. NOPE. We tried walking around. NOPE. We tried the OTHER swing. NOPE. We tried the rocker. NOPE. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Seriously, screeching! I hadn’t seen this before. So, of course, I took it personally, and thought, “She hates me!” Well, no, but this is my first thought. Mom even tried to calm her down. I could not diagnose the issue as I racked my brain for answers.
Then it hit me. She has had no BM for 24 hours. OUCH. She was not hungry; not sleepy; and not overstimulated. BAM….had to be it! Finally, she relaxed in my arms and OH BOY, it was the best feeling in the world. She fell asleep in my arms and we just cuddled for hours.
Lemons…..Lemonade. I think this takes away ALL pain and suffering; being with her and comforting her.
Coti waited patiently!