Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Um...She Has a What?!

Please be warned that the following post is somewhat, well...ucka to use a toddler word.

Reaghan has a yeast infection.

I know all of the ladies reading this are cringing in sympathy, while all the gents are cringing in disgust - but there it is...she has a yeast infection.

The problem is actually a Candida albicans diaper rash caused by the combination of her course of antibiotics and the summer heat. You see, the meds kill all of her probiotics (read: good bacteria). These helpful little beasties live in all of our digestive tracts (as well as the vagina in females) and live off of things like yeast. Therefore, they eat the things that give us hassles. Unfortunately, Reaghan's round of Amoxicillan killed all of her "good guys" and since she is on a yogurt refusal phase at this time, I couldn't get her to replace them.

It basically looks like a really bad diaper rash, except the bumps are a bit bigger and rounder - they kinda remind me of what a culture actually looks like when it grows on a petri dish, small round colonies of yeast, but that is just the nerd in me. I figured something was up when it didn't respond to diaper cream at all - not even the "big guns" like Triple Paste. Plus, Reaghan was itching alot and saying "Muma, pee pee owee." A quick trip to Dr. R proved my suspicion...classic yeast infection. She prescribed an anti fungal cream, and after only one application it already looks alot better.

So in the interest of public health - all of you mumas out there with little girls know what to look for...and like GI Joe says "Knowing is half the battle."

Sunday, June 17, 2007


Today Reaghan was running around with no bottoms on, she has a little diaper rash and I was giving it some air. We were in the den playing and she suddenly stood up and said "Pee Pee muma."
"Do you have to go pee pee Reaghan?"
"Yeah. Pee Pee on potty." She started to climb up the stairs to the bathroom. We made it up both flights of stairs and into the bathroom. She plopped down on the potty and...I heard it! The telltale patter of pee pee into the potty!!


Of coarse this is just a fluke, I'm sure. We havn't even had the potty out or have been trying - I just got it out of the closet in the bathroom at her request. She was pretty pleased with herself, and I gave her a sticker, so I'm really glad it was a good experiance but I am not betting on anything else any time soon.

But still...WOOOHOOO!

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Sick? Its summer!

Who knows how these things happen, but Nixon and Reaghan both have ear infections. I was really hoping to avoid any summer illnesses, but I guess thats a pretty wild wish considering their age. They havn't been too grouchy, thankfully, because we caught it really quick this time and got them to the doc for treatment. Here we go again with the nighttime wake up for amoxicillian...yikes.

On a much lighter note I wanted to talk about, well...talking. It is absolutely mind boggling how many words these guys are picking up on a daily basis. We are constantly being suprised by new ones. For example, Bill had the fridge open earlier and Nixon leaned in for a look and proclaimed "pepper". Bill took a look and lo and behold there sat a green pepper. Where in the world did he pick up that it was a pepper? I always tell them what I'm buying at the grocery store, but generally they don't seem to be paying too much attention - at least I thought they weren't.

A new fun game around here is "get a kid to say that". We've gotten them to say all sorts of funny things like "rock on" and "metal", which come out more like "wok on" and "meddle". We have also been trying to get them to do the 'metal' hand sign, but that is proving to be a bit more of a challange. The game can provide endless hours of amusement, though the other side of this is the occasional naughty word. My ever amusing husband thought it would be funny to teach his highly impressionable daughter to say shit. Funny for about five minutes, but now I'm worried that our kids will become "those kids with the potty mouths". Thankfully she seems to have forgotten that word.

At least for now...