Puke

I never said there wouldn't be talk or pictures of puke on this blog, so if you can't handle the truth, you should be moving on! You really need to click on the photo in order to get a good appreciation for the chunkage involved here.
I think this photo is classic because the shirt has the phrase "Motherhood: the toughest job you'll ever love". Ron bought it for me and apparently he thinks I'm a moose. It is HUGE. I happened to wear it to bed and while holding Jillian, she puked not once, not twice, but THREE times in a row all over that shirt, her shirt and the towel I was holding in preparation of the puke. I have never seen puke like this. It had curdled formula, clear liquid (apple juice maybe), mucous, and baby food in it! I avoided the carpet, so it was a win win situation! She has had this nasty ear infection for weeks now that is not responding to antibiotics. It is making her produce a horrible cough (which has been 9 weeks now at least) with lots of mucous. The mucous, recently, has been making her unable to keep feedings down. She just got a shot of rocephin in the office yesterday and if this doesn't work, we are going to THREE shots of rocephin, and after that, it's tubes in the ears if she doesn't respond to the medicine. So far, no luck. We'll give it another day. And guess who cleaned up the puke? ME!