... or would you rather be a mule?
I'm in a mule-ish mood... maybe it's the fact that my stomach hurts, has been hurting for over a week and I can't figure out how to make it (the pain, not my stomach) go away. Or the fact that El Niño is still barely eating since he had the flu two weeks ago. I love breastfeeding but being his *only* source of sustenance right now is not pleasant. It feels like he's gonna suck up a kidney any minute. He's survived the last week on minute amounts of cereal and Odwalla bars. I've been making all his favorite foods, trying to get him to start eating again, with very limited success. I dunno, maybe his tummy hurts too. Or maybe it's the freakin' incisors he's cutting right now. Whatever it is, I'm seriously losing it. It was bad enough that I hadn't been able to persuade him to drink anything other than water from a sippy or straw cup. And this child is on a growth spurt, so this is no joke. I mixed up a bit of his banana yoghurt with milk in his straw cup this morning, he sipped a little of it and didn't totally get disgusted (like he usually does with plain milk). But he doesn't want to look at the cup now. In fact, he shut closed the straw part.
Mad props to CityMama today for saying some things that need to be said. Peace out.