the puking
J lay like a rag all day, sleeping intermittently.
At 5pm he sprung into action and was hungry. Gobbled up crackers and a banana.
Dinner time I called him. He came with a bucket (that I gave him last night) full of vomit. "I vomited" he told me non-chalantly, Guess he's still sick.
V freaked out each time I suggested he breast feed and I gave in and gave him a bottle once and food for lunch too. Not sure what is up with him but he screams as if I were trying to kill him. And I will not pump a bottle for every meal to suit his fancy.
Off to a (I hope) non-eventful night. Stay tuned for funny lines from a few days back.
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