Camden-isims (and a small update)

Camden has said a couple of things this week that could not (in my opinion) go without documenting. So, here goes:

The other day, Camden was walking around the family room tugging at his superhero undies. I asked him if something was bothering him and he responded simply, "Yeah. My undies are peeking in my butt crack." Is three years old too young to introduce the term 'wedgie'?

Yesterday, we were riding in the car and Camden called out to me from the back seat in a rather serious tone. "Mommy," he said solemnly, "If I didn't have a face, my nose would fall off." Very true, son, very true.

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And because I know you've all been sitting on the edge of your seats waiting for an update to my Tick Drama (really? You haven't been??), here's the news: I never did take the doxycycline prescribed to me and waited patiently for my lab results to come in. Friday afternoon (one week later) rolled around and still no results. Just after I called my doctor's office to check in, I got a call from the pharmacy, telling me my prescription was ready to be picked up. Umm-- what prescription?! That's exactly the question I asked the pharmacist, who then explained to me that my doctor had just called in a prescription for Amoxicillin. Still completely confused, I thanked the pharmacist and followed up once again with my doctor. This time, the nurse who took my call informed me that they had, in fact, just received my lab results and I tested positive for Lyme. Kind of. Apparently the testing for Lyme involves two parts-- an ELISA test and a Western Blot test. The ELISA test is highly sensitive and can generate some false positives, so if you test positive on the ELISA, those results need to be confirmed with a Western Blot test. The WB test is considered to be definitive-- the final answer. So, I tested positive on the ELISA but negative on the Western Blot. Because nothing can ever be simple, right? Oh well- my doctor still wants to treat me as though I do have Lyme (and who knows? Maybe I do!) and I'm going to roll with it this time since Amoxicillin is compatible with breastfeeding.

One more small update: Macey is officially night weaned! I know, I know-- she's 10 months old and most babies Macey's age were night weaned a long time ago. But Macey was a co-sleeping, comfort nursing baby (just like her brother!), so night weaning was no small feat. It started when I was sick last week and just couldn't care for her overnight. My mom stayed with us a couple of nights and handled all of Macey's night wakings. Since she's not lactating, she couldn't handle the night wakings the way I normally did. That got the night weaning ball rolling-- then I just had to stick with it. Let me tell you: when it's 3am and your baby has been awake for 2 hours and you know that if you just stuck a boob in her mouth, she'd go right back to sleep? It's really, exceedingly difficult not to succumb to that kind of pressure. But I haven't and I have a night weaned baby to show for it. Hopefully soon I will have a Sleeping Through The Night Baby to show for it. One can dream, right?