This AM was the lion paws nine month checkup. I am convinced that all LA doctors are certified Aholes, but thats another topic. The lil one was supposed to get a shot today but the office was out of that vaccination so they are saving that shot for his birthday, happy birthday my son, needless to say I did not schedule his one year check up for his actual one year but I digress, today there was no shot just a TB test that involved shoving a needle into him anyway poor lil guy, but they topped it off with a cute snoopy circle band-aid.
We were home most of the rest of the day, as the Haitian was off we spent all day - the three of us in bed, eating chinese food and watching TV. Lion paw would not eat anything all day, he kept gagging and joking and coughing. I thought maybe the chinese food was too spicy or eating in bed was too complicated, so I excused us and put him in his high chair and gave him his usual niblets, same thing. I started to think that maybe my methods of feeding him only finger foods and being so proud of him fully self feeding at just 9 months old was starting to backfire, maybe he wasn't ready and I should be giving him pureed foods still? I pulled him out of the chair wacked his back a few times and he seemed fine. We went back to chill with daddy. I thought, solids aren't working today, lets make it a breastmilk day. . .ouchie, ouchie, OUCH! That lil boy done bit me 4 - 5 times which is not like him, I did the tricks my sister taught me, pushing his face into me to get him to release, gave him a firm NO and then put my breasts away even though he protested, pulling on my shirt and whimpering much like any old mammal would do to their Mama. After ten minutes I tried again, more biting. I could take no more and weaning was starting to sound really good. As it was about thirty minutes before 5:00 nap I took him to our couch for some super active playtime. My leather ikea couch doubles as the perfect baby gym and he loves to climb all over that thing! We started playing our monster game, where I crouch behind the couch and pop up my head and roar at him and he squeals in delight. He was loving it. I was crouching on the floor, he was leaning over the couch, mouth open and their I saw it - lil snoppy heads peaking out from the roof of his mouth. I screamed for the Haitian, he came running and I said - the band-aid, the band-aid, its inside his mouth!! The Haitian held him down and I used my nimble mommy fingers to scrape snoopy off of my poor babes mouth, then swooped him into one of those mommy is so very sorry hugs, poor lil lion paw must have put the band-aid in his mouth in the car on the way home from the doctors. Luckily it got stuck to the roof of his mouth and not his intestinal tract. That's why he was biting me and not eating all day - he was trying to tell me, momma I have something stuck to my mouth and I missed all the cues! After his 5:00 nap he ate a huge dinner and had a long feeding. He could finally eat without snoopy in the way.
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