Allergy test results

Hanky had his allergy test this morning. He had scratch tests done, and tested positive for oat and peanut allergies.

In a way, it's a relief. It explains everything he's gone through, from the patchy skin to eczema flare-ups, to the time his face started getting red and puffy while eating at Texas Roadhouse.

I'm sad that he has to deal with this, but hey, at least we know what we're dealing with now.

In other news, the allergist recommended Aveeno lotion to help with the sensitive skin. Um, what? DH called him back and the doctor wisely recommended another brand......without oats.

The Many Faces of Hanky

Hanky had an allergic reaction Saturday morning. He and DH spent the morning in the ER. His fingers and toes swelled like little sausages. He's on Zyrtec and Prednisolone now, and we're following up with the doc later this week.

I'm so bummed. I did everything "right". The child never had a drop of formula. Hell, he even lived with a dog for the first 4 months of his life. All of the good anti-allergen things were done, and he still reacts mysteriously to something that we can't immediately identify. It's frustrating.

He is also weaned. I nursed him for 3 years, 3 months, and 21 days. With his reaction, and the fact that I would have to eliminate a substantial number of things from my diet to continue to nurse him, in addition to the fact that I've been looking for an opportunity to move forward in our mother child relationship beyond the nursing dyad, I decided, with DH's support, to go ahead and wean. While this is not the circumstance I would have chosen, it is what it is, and he has accepted it with minimal fuss, and we're ready to continue on our journey together. I love my dear boy.




The 3 Year Breastfeeding Milestone Award

Yes, that's what it is.

Yes, that's spackle on the baby's head. The middle child apparently didn't have enough to do, and felt that covering his own head, and that of his brother with color changing spackle (goes on purple, dries white) would be a greeeeaaaat way to spend a few minutes.

I heard all 3 kids in the dining room and then realized it was way too quiet. We've repainted the living and dining rooms recently, and DH left the paint stuff cleaned, packed into the corner, and ready to go. The spackle (polyfiller for the Brits that aren't reading my humble blog :P) container is far from childproof. Ugh.

Fortunately, it came off the walls, the floor, and both of the little boys. The eldest, who was drawing in the dining room 5 feet away from the Spackling Offender didn't feel it necessary to tell me what was going on. Booger. :)

Life with boys is never boring, that's for sure. ;)

He learned a new word

Pollywog learned to say "Mommy". Every word out of his mouth today has been "Mamaaaah! Mommy!" Anybody wanna hold a cute little boy?

Happy Birthday Eeny!

My baby turned 5 today. :) We took him to see Wall*E, which was thorougly enjoyable, with the short at the beginning so funny I laughed until I cried.

He got a Millennium Falcon, with which he is thrilled, and tomorrow is the party with his school friends. :)

I've been a nursing mama for a whole 5 years today. Eeny weaned at age 3. Hanky is still nursing, and Pollywog is, too. I'm rather proud of that accomplishment. 5 straight years is a moment in the grand scheme of things, but it's my 5 years, and I'm happy with it.

He walks!

...sort of.

We were at my parents' yesterday, and at bedtime, when my dad was reading a story to the boys, Pollywog got distracted and walked right over to him and looked over his shoulder. It was only three steps, but he did it by himself!