My son has been breaking out in hives this past week. Sometimes there will be about 20 and other times there are none at all. Thankfully, they didn’t seem to be bothering him very much and he was his usually perky self.
I took him to the doctor today because the Benadryl hasn’t been taking them away completely. I wanted to get to the bottom of the problem in case it got worse or transferred to his lungs!
We weren’t able to figure out the exact cause as they won’t refer a baby that is so young to an allergist. We did come up with a possible cause that we are supposed to watch. The doctor thinks that it might be the brand new carpeting in our new home.
This makes sense because we have been putting him down on the floor to practice crawling and even to change his diaper. We never did that at the old house because the carpeting was so old. This was a new thing for us and it turns out it wasn’t the best choice.
So, we’re supposed to just keep giving him Benadryl and make sure he doesn’t touch the carpeting.
I told this to my husband when we got home and we agreed that we’d make every effort to keep the baby off of it. I’m writing an ebook for a client so I’ve been busy typing away and my husband had the baby. I just looked over at the baby in his Jumperoo (where daddy put him because it is his favorite thing), and his dad had put a towel under the baby’s feet!
This just struck me as the cutest thing in the entire world. I realized that I would have never thought to put that towel down, but his daddy did because he was just so worried that his soles would start to break out in hives.
It almost made me cry I thought it was so cute!!!!!
Ohh the joys of motherhood 
After we got back from our vacation I noticed that my baby’s poop had dark colored specks in it, mixed with the usual breastfed birdseedy yellow. I immediately freaked out and researched what this could be online. Some websites said it could be something I ate that got into my breastmilk, others said if it was black that it could be blood. I was very scared at this point, and stared hard and long at the poop to determine if it was “dark” or “black”. I consulted with my husband, who declared that it was a very dark green…not much help!
I called the baby’s pediatric office and spoke to a nurse there. She kind of acted like I was a little loony and said she’d have to see the poop to make a determination, but that the baby was probably fine if he wasn’t inconsolable and didn’t have a fever (he was fine). I later spoke to my pediatrician who was unconcerned and decided that it was something I ate after all. After a few poops, the problem seemed to correct iself 
I thought my worries with what comes out of the end of my baby were over, when I noticed a funny smell while changing his diaper (not funny haha ;). I couldn’t identify the smell, just knew it smelled “off”. I googled what could be the cause (notice, I research EVERYTHING), and it ranged from “don’t worry about it” to “your child has maple syrup urine disorder”(huh?). I’m still monitoring the smell, but he seems in good spirits and does not have a fever or anything. I don’t want to be the mom who calls the pediatrician every other day, so I’m going to wait this one out as everything seems ok.
I feel like a total nut
Today my baby had to get his immunization shots. I had been dreading this day ever since they told me to give him infant Tylenol before his appointment. If knew that if that were the recommendation, it wasn’t going to be pleasant for my poor little guy.
We waited for our appointment for about an hour. He already wasn’t happy as he was hungry and cranky (I breastfed him in the office while we were waiting), and having to sit there started us off on a negative foot to begin with.
Finally we were called in. He was weighed and measured. (100th percentile for weight…yikes, 95th for length, and 50th for head circumference.) I have one big, little man. Everything looked really good for him. The doctor did hear a small heart murmur, but told me that they will just keep an eye on it, it is not uncommon for them to hear at this age.
Then, it was time for his shots. They had me hold his little arms down, and gave him three shots! He screamed and cried. He cried so hard that his face turned bright red and he held his breath. I almost started crying myself. It’s awful to see your baby in such pain. I know that the immunizations will be a wonderful help to him and preventing disease throughout his life, but that is one of the hardest things I’ve had to deal with as a parent.
He had the sympathy of all the other little kids in the waiting room as we were leaving. It was cute to see the little 3, 4, and 5 year olds have such concern for my baby
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