Ah, it's tough being a six week old.
To quote Shakespeare I've been "puking in the nurse's arms"*. But I don't limit it to nurses!
I’ve been vomiting a bit lately. I spewed all over the brand new outfit I was wearing to meet Aunty Lyndall today. I spewed all over the shirt mum was wearing to meet Aunty Lyndall today. And last night dad’s freshly cleaned jumper got a special embellishment too.
I’ve got a knack for swallowing the stuff too.
Yukky!
Mum is probably more worried about my upchucking than I seem to be. We’ve got my six week check up with the paediatrician this week, so he’ll let us know what’s to be done about my regurgitating issues.
* As You Like It - Act 2, Scene 7
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