Not a very exciting milestone, but today was Anya's first non-well baby visit to the doctor's office. This is not a post she will want her future boyfriends (or anyone for that matter) to ever read, but since I'm the one writing this blog and I'm a cruel, cruel mom, it's in here. Call it payback for not letting me lie on the floor, baby.
Anya has an itchy butt. She had a minor diaper rash the other week. I kept putting ointment on it and carefully cleaning, etc. But every time it looked like it was healed, she'd start scratching at it like mad, so we'd have to start over. Finally over the weekend, the itchiness started impacting her sleep. So I called the doctor this morning, figuring either a)some bacterial/yeast/etc infection was going on or b)I was doing something wrong.
Turns out it's neither, really. Yes, she does have a very minor secondary yeast infection out toward her legs (I actually can't even see it), but that wasn't what was bothering her. It was just plain old irritation. Not even a diaper rash. Apparently common in babies this age. Who knew. And we just have to break her itch-scratch cycle to get the area to heal. So we're armed with a higher-dose of hydrocortizone 3x a day for a week and also an antifungal for the yeast infection 3x a day for 2 weeks. As soon as she stops scratching so violently, the doctors orders are for her to go diaperless as much as possible. Time to stock up on more Nature's Miracle, since I don't know how the carpets will fare.
Oy. This will be a fun week.
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