Somebody stop me.
I am about to go to the grocery store. The day before Thanksgiving.
But. I am going to the grocery store AFTER I take The Swimmy BACK to the pediatrician. She (I’m betting) has an ear infection. This will be the third visit to the pediatrician in four days.
I’m kinda tired of that waiting room.
In other news….
Benjamin had his four-month check-up yesterday. He weighs eighteen pounds.
He is also 27 inches long now.
I believe he is about to be recruited by Texas to play back up quarterback.
I told the doctor about the whole not sleeping and constant eating thing and he suggested we throw some cereal in his bottle before he goes to sleep.
“Um, doc, you do realize that every parenting book tells you NOT to do that.”
“Yeah, but he’s the exception.”
“Of course he is.”
Well, we did that. He drank six ounces full of cereal.
AND STILL ONLY SLEPT FOUR HOURS.
Well, off to the doctor and then to stab myself with a rusty spoon before walking into the grocery store of hell.