Right now I’m watching Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, but rewind to 45 minutes ago and we were in full blown tummy ache toddler town. Population: 1. Hooooooly moly, I’ve never experienced this with Raisin before! Lets just say there were 2 solid hours of crying. (insert super sad mama face here)
The scene of the crime: our annual NHL family Jets game we take Raisin to. Right now we can only hit up a game that lands on a Saturday at 2 pm with Raisin given his nap schedule (FYI don’t mess with my nap schedule – it was a long road, and a massive accomplishment!). Moving on…you’d think the tummy ache would have been due to candy from Halloween or something, right? But nope! So not the case. The culprit: popcorn and a massive dose of water. Who knew!? This will be the first, and last time we ever give him popcorn – I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so uncomfortable, ever. He would sob my name over, and over, and over again. Coupled with groaning, and grunting…my heart was breaking! I’ve logged many hours on that glider in his room, and today we added another two hours straight. And on top of his sore tummy, we still had to force a dose of antibiotics down his throat as he’s still has a few left from when he was diagnosed with pneumonia. Let me tell ya, a tummy ache, and giving a toddler medicine that tastes like feet for a previous illness, is not the loveliest combo for any parent. Stating the obvious, yes I’m aware!
The saving grace here is that it’s daylight savings so we get an extra hour of sleep…so needed. I’m sure Chris and I will be tag teaming the night to mend this little boys sore belly. Fingers are crossed for a smooth evening!
Just so ya know, before this popcorn fiasco, he REALLY did love the game. The highlight – seeing the Zambonis!