I Think I'm Getting A Nose Bleed

Pulling into the driveway I saw Steve was home. Well Shannon let's get this over with. You see, Steve and I had decided with Christian, 10 was enough. Here I was bringing another baby home. I walked in the door, Steve was sitting at the table. "Hi honey I'm home", I tried to sound all excited. He said, "Where did you go shopping at"? I stepped up off the landing held the baby up like a trophy and said, "The court house". There was no look of surprise on his face, He was getting used to coming home to another child being here. He did say, " What the heck is that"? To which I replied,"It's a Joey". Wow, was all he said. Things at the court house happened so fast I really didn't get a chance to check the little guy over, however I did smell him and he needed a bath. So as I was getting him ready I took notice. Wow was right, he had tabby cat orange hair that stood straight up,crossed eyes, pediatric acne, testicles the size of tennis balls and thrush so bad it was all over his lips, if he would have had teeth, I'm sure they would have been bucked. But to me he was beautiful. First thing I had to do was call my mom. She always wanted a red headed baby and she loved the name Joey. So I called her. "Mom guess what I have"? Another kid right? Yep and he has red hair and his name is Joey. Well she couldn't get over her fast enough. And like me she was in love. Christian was as always all smiles and to my surprise very gentle, considering he wasn't quite 7 months. He tooled around in his walker, always wanting to be by the baby. They were quite the duo, one was huge the other so tiny. They kinda reminded me of the Arnold Schwarzenegger/ Danny Davito movie Twins. Joey was the total opposite of Christian. He cried all the time and never slept. So it was back to the recliner for me. I finally had to take him to the doctor, I had a lot of patience but the crying was wearing them thin. From the time I put him in the car he never stopped screaming the entire 20 miles to the doctor. It continued as I signed him in and the doctor came out to the waiting area. He took Joey back to examine him. I told him this was the norm, he cried all the time. He told me he had colic and we needed to change his formula and give him something to calm down the tummy. Great maybe some relief for the poor baby. After trying all the formulas available I finally had to get a prescription for some special gentler formula. He seemed to tolerate that better. So now we needed to focus on his eyes. If he looked straight at you they would cross. So he tipped his head back as far as he could almost closing his eyes with only a little slit to see out of. So a new slew of doctors were on the horizon. In the mean time both boys had visits at DHS and court hearing on different days of course. This time as I took 2 more steps closer I was dragging my ass.