Yesterday was just tough.  Noah doesn't want to eat (he eats but he can't keep it down).  He actually spit up 10 oz yesterday!  Argh!  (He only gets 24 1/2 oz per day)  He had a few seizures that just went on and on and on.  I had the rescue valum out and was so close to using it.  Such a judgement call...I hate it.  So between changing my clothes, his clothes, and bed clothes multiple times I tried to clean up a little.   Somedays it's just futile to even try to do anything else but count seizures, feed and re-feed that little boy!  AND he needs a bath! Didn't get to that either. 

Here's hoping today is easier for him.  

Happy Birthday to Daddy!

Hope all my LC friends are enjoying the wine fest!  Wish I was there with you...