hmm, so the pedi checked her out & confirmed my suspicions- eczema it is! thankfully it's a very mild case (literally about 3-4 small spots- but the main one being right on her forehead- my poor cyclops) that should clear up soon. she also suggested that i stop using Johnson & Johnson because my child has the most sensitive skin ever it seems. she suggested Aveeno- now we tried Aveeno when alex had her first bath & she broke out with a rash. but that Aveeno was lightly scented (tsk tsk) so a fragrance free soap is what i need!
so after work i picked her up & headed over to Target to pick up our steroid prescription (for her eczema) & some Aveeno. THAT'S IT!
what do you know? $58 dollars & 1 hour later i emerge with those two things, plus a bunch of other crap i don't need (like Twizzlers & Little Debbie's cakes)- i hate you Target. but i did score some super cute Dell Studios clothing (they were on clearance!) and the most adorable nightlight. seriously:
are you kidding me?! a must have in our house.
so yeah- then we headed home (much later than usual)- she ate, was bathed, slathered in Aveeno Creamy Lotion (much to her dismay), smeared with her steroid ointment, kissed & snuggled and tucked into bed. sounds like a good night to me.
anyway- then i proceded to do what i do in a zombie state (i'm tired people) and fall into bed. then the husband proceded to do what he does & beg for maritals- well since it's been awhile (actually it's only been 2 weeks but to men that's like 15 years) i gave in.
and surprise surprise- it was fine. i didn't even need to lube up (so i thought)- so as i skipped into the bathroom, with thoughts of tossing out the KY, and sat down to pee...i almost shot off the toilet. um- wtf?! pee burns!!!! my vag felt like i had rubbed it with sandpaper & then poured alcohol on it. like seriously- worse than after i had alex. so as i sat there with a cold wipe held to the lady parts, letting urine trickle through my fingers & snot drip onto my leg- i realized that next time i will embrace the lube. because while the initial "doin it" might be fine- the aftermath is hell.
lesson learned.
then i crawled into bed & glared at my happily sleeping, sex sated husband and fell asleep dreaming of ways make him feel the pain that i felt. luckily for him, i couldn't think of any.
alas!
