It seems that our little Clara has caught a stomach bug. My amazing detective work has led me to this conclusion because of the Yuck that has been coming out of both ends of her body. And she hasn't really been eating, poor thing. Can't say I blame her - the consequences of eating are just so unpleasant. And, she got her first diaper rash. Our sweet, poor little baby. I wish I could make it better for her. But, she's being a real trooper - like she'll actually smile at me after throw-up comes out her nose. I think, she's turning a corner, though. She's started eating some food today and seems pretty hungry. Off to her noon o'clock feeding!
Yeah, so that corner I thought Clara had turned? Not so much. I think that being sick makes her super-cuddley. So, we were on the porch rocking, wrapped in a soft blanket, cuddling - being sweet with each other. And then...her whole lunch came up - on me, on the porch and, amazingly, not on her! And, what can you do? Hold her, pat her, rock her until its over. Poor thing. Just waiting for a call back from the nurse.
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