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Taking a hit for the team (or for mom, anyway)

January 18, 2008

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loyal dog

 One of my most favorite things is getting phone calls from people who have visited my website.  I love talking to families who are having a difficult time with infant reflux - it’s the reason I started my website in the first place.  I love giving them someone to talk to who understands how difficult what they are going through is.  I love directing them to some information that they are looking for, or didn’t even know they were looking for but will help the insanity of their home life dramatically. 

They frequently ask me if my kids ever outgrew their reflux and I confidently reply “yes.”  Chicken Little outgrew his several years ago and Toddler outgrew his several months ago or so I had thought.

Today Toddler had his 18 month check-up and got some shots, which is usually a trigger for any autoimmune disease, including reflux. He was a little fussy and fell asleep in the car on the way to pick up Chicken Little from preschool. He ate a big lunch and played well all afternoon. He ate a huge dinner and asked for a cookie. I obliged him with few pieces of graham cracker since he had eaten so well. He walked to the other room and played with the train table for awhile, followed closely by the dog who was hoping to pick up some dropped crumbs.

A few minutes later he came walking over to me and wiped his hands on my pants. I realized they were covered with something sticky, as was his stomach and his face. I took one whiff and realized he had spit up. I cleaned him up and then grabbed some paper towels to clean up wherever he had been playing in the other room.

That’s when I saw her. The dog was feverishly licking her fur, contorting her body trying to reach the top of her head and all down her back. In her zeal to not miss a single crumb she had been standing right in front of Toddler when he threw up and taken the full blast. She was covered in barf. But not a drop on the floor that I could find. Now that, my friends, is loyalty.

Forget all the baby gear - the one thing you really need in a house with a reflux baby is a dog!
 

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