Drs and stuff

Cookies and Bubbles had their well babies yesterday. I was worried how miss Cookies would do- but she was a rockstar. She watched everything they did to Bubbles and wanted her turn for everything (cept the ouchies of course).

Both of them are growing great. Bubbles is already 7oz over his birth weight, and riding right in the 75th% for everything. They put silver nitrate on what was left of his cord, but the Dr accidentally touched some of his skin with it, so I am now dealing with a little section of cracked skin that bleeds if wiped too hard. Poor kiddo. The pricked his heel- he's a bleeder for sure, so that went fast, and they gave him his Hep B shot that I refused at the hospital so he could get a little older. Made for a long night last night. My babies don't do shots so well.

Cookies was on the charts for height for the first time in her life. Mind you, it was the 95th%, but it is the charts none the less (She has always been like 110th%). 60th% for weight- tall and skinny this one- but finally had gained some weight after almost a year of staying the same. She showed off her big muscles to the Dr (thank you Phatboy for teaching her how), sang him a song, and then wanted him to stay. He just adored her- little ham that she is. Since they don't do shots till Kindergarten, and we are delaying shots, he is going to call me next week so we can set up a schedule for both kiddos. We will do one at a time- at least a month apart- till they are caught up. I love that they support that.

Bum has food poisoning. I don't know what he ate- but he has been sick since the middle of the night. So baby who had a shot, + vomiting husband, + toddler nightmares = about 90 minutes of sleep for Mommy. Just as I got everyone settled to nap, and was hopping in the shower- since soap hasn't touched my hair in a week- grandma just walks into our room. I hear over the water the door open and her say "KIM" all too loud- then the baby shrieks- which wakes up the hubby, who runs into the bathroom to be sick again, Cookies hears the baby and Bum retching, so there goes her nap- I go get Bubbles (I'm dripping wet and still filthy mind you)- he decides he is hungry, so I nurse him, settle Bum back into bed, put a towel on my dirty hair, and bring my sweet babies out of the room so he can rest- all the while trying to think of a place to hide the body of the shower ruining baby waker. No shower for Mommy, no nap for Mommy. Not fair. Oh well- maybe later tonight- after they are all asleep. At least from getting it wet is doesn't LOOK as greasy.